[Goodpoint takes the object reverently with two hands, and withdraws from Reigen. He looks it over carefully, takes a long sniff, and then begins to fiddle with it. When he finally produces a flame from the tip, he gasps in pure delight, and his wings flap, sending a puff of moth dust swirling into the air.]
Wonderful! Brilliant! [The full intensity of his stare turns back to Reigen.] You said you have more?
[Behind him, a long-suffering attendant pulls out a small hand broom and dustpan and begins sweeping up the dust left by his lord.]
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Wonderful! Brilliant! [The full intensity of his stare turns back to Reigen.] You said you have more?
[Behind him, a long-suffering attendant pulls out a small hand broom and dustpan and begins sweeping up the dust left by his lord.]