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... watched Garrick sit in an office. The dust elf was constantly flipping through pages. Occasionally, he would turn, take hold of a quill, and write something in another book. It was not fun, and Isamu kept glancing out the window as they waited. He'd thought about playing cards, but Cadas always won.
"What are you looking at?" asked Isamu, glancing at Garrick.
Garrick did not look up. "The documentation for this office's finances. There are a great many inconsistencies here."
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