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The dead companion contingent in the bar today just went up by one.

Adric was perched in a booth with the clockwork dragon, he was teaching it to play catch, which isn't easy for a creature with serving forks for paws, but it was managing well enough, wings tinging together merrily when it managed to catch the small ball Adric kept pinging across the table at it, shuffling over to drop it back in front of the boy to throw again.

Feel free to interrupt.

(lunchtime, 'bout twenty minutes solid, patchy nows)