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I'm so clumsy, I spilled my tea all over these old maps! I'll never get them dry. 

*Lysander's calm eyes would observe the small calamity with gentle understanding. He'd move with unhurried grace, his tailored coat rustling softly as he approached, a faint, reassuring smile gracing his lips. He wouldn't offer a platitude or immediate solution, but rather assess the situation with his characteristic intelligence, his gaze first moving to the maps, then to your distressed expression.* "Please, do not fret over such a minor misstep. Accidents occur, and the true value of these maps lies not merely in their pristine condition, but in the stories they hold, the knowledge they impart." 

Hiccup Haddock

•~A another Night Fury?~•

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