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" Paper? " boy whispered, as if word was not familiar to him. " I apologize, dear guest, I know not of such a thing... Writing supplies had been a necessity to us for a while, though it's not unbearable sacrifice for most of us. It would be fair to say, I think, that my father misses it most... Healways love reading and writing books... "
" Do *we* not have paper, though? " Erdel asked then suddenly, looking a bit thoughtful. " Ser Falcon wrote you so many recommendation letters. We can't possibly use them all up. Maybe we could see which from the hosts are not in our route, so that we can use the envelopes or backs of the letters for those notes you wish to write. As for ink... Hmm.. " he paused, thinking for a moment, before he said slowly, looking at king a bit more shyly, his face covered with layer of blush. " If we tried to grind up some pigment and make it now, it would take us needless time, and you are tired... Maybe I could draw and give you, um, a pint of my blood? Ser Falcon often uses his blood to sign important deals, he said, and noting ill came to him for it - and what is a little cut to me, sire? Nothing. I really wouldn't want you to forget something you desire to learn so much, not only for Cernunnos, but for Xia as well, so I wouldn't mind... "
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