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The door opens... and it seems Sharpe wasn't expecting it to open here right this moment, because he's not alone when he walks in.

He's going slowly and carefully, for reasons that become clear when he gets all the way in... and so does the very small boy clinging to his hand and toddling after him.

Welcome to Milliways, Patrick Lassan.

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"Chickens. A goat or two, a few cows and sheep. The farm's not big, really. And an extra man for hunting wouldn't go amiss."

Patrick has drowsed off against Ghost's flank, by now.

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Ghost curls a bit around the child, He's getting used to this. His tail wags.

"...I'm an excellent hunter my lord." He smiles, "-Ghost can help too if it should come to that. He brings down game for my brothers and I."he scratches ghost's head, "...Good boy."

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"Then you'll be a godsend, the pair of you. I'm a good shot, but it's always easier as a team."

For what game nobody else gets to first, but that's the benefit of having a reasonable-sized estate.

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Jon peers outside, "-Your estate is outside my lord?"

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"...it's outside, aye. In my world", he adds, in case there was any misunderstanding.