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There is a plotting Captain of Serenity in the bar.

Fun Lilly-type plotting? No. Illegal Captain-type plotting?

...

Maybe?

"I shouldn't mind meeting her, if that's the case," says the dwarf. "Is she in the Bar often, or does she stay on your vessel?"

"She's in the bar quite a lot, so I understand," Mal confirms. "Time works funny 'tween here 'n home, so sometimes she's gone all day and I just think she's been in her room for a spell."

"It seems a bit like that when I visit the forges of Hephaestos for my lessons," Gimli says. "Two days might well pass there, but then I walk through some door only to find myself here a scant handful of hours after I left."

"Hephaestos?"

Gimli nods. "Tallish fellow, that one. Has to walk with a cane, as he's got something wrong with his legs. He doesn't speak much, but I've never seen anyone like him for smithcraft short of the work of Mahal himself."

As Mal is not up with mythology of Earth-that-Was, he lets this explanation suffice.

"Must be talented, this Hephaestos, if'n he's so much above everyone you've ever seen."

"He is indeed," Gimli agrees. "I've small doubt that if he wanted to, he could forge living things from metal. I can only hope to meet a tenth of his skill, someday."

It's rare for Mal to hear...awe in someone's voice, but he hears it now with Gimli.

"Well, *I* think you can do it," Mal offers cheerfully, not really 100% sure what he's saying, but knowing it sounds appropriate.

"Thank you, Captain," says Gimli after some thought. "I shall be sure to let you know if it seems likely to happen any time soon."

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