“Dropping stuff off and stuff like that sounds fine.” How could it not? Most of the time that was what the dark-haired thief did; her time was, for the most part, to herself. Not that she usually spent it that way. “I’d be alright with it, especially if it’d save me money,” Stone finished.
Then the trouble would come of contacting that man again to teach her how to cast the damn thing, and all would be well, eventually. At least, she hoped.
“I can start as soon as you like,” the young thief offered at least. It was the least she could do, seeing as how Vivi was performing such a kind gesture for her.