In Need of Assistance? (Day 8 MM, Maintenance)

[Silas Myles Pearson]

Silas couldn't help but grin. "Thanks, Riggs. And if you find anything else you could use some help on while, I'm here feel free to ask. I'm happy to help."

The box caused Silas to raise an eyebrow, but he reached out to take it. Opening it up to peek at what was inside.

[Hatoful GM]

It wasn't the best quality, and some of the items were definitely a little ripe, but it was an eclectic collection of fruit. Silas would recognize jewel-fruits, jun-limes, and more.

[Silas Myles Pearson]

That caused him to grin, victory would be his. "And thanks again!" The harvest was more then he had been expecting.

"With this much it feels like I still kind of owe you."

[Hatoful GM]

"Nah." Riggs waved a hand. "It's not so much. Just some odds and ends here and there."

He shrugged. "But if you wanted to put in a little more time later on, I wouldn't turn you down."

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"Alright." Silas, gave the older man a polite nod, before lurching to his feet.

"Hopefully I'll have the time tomorrow to come by and help." He offered with a grin.

"I'll let you all get back to your days though, thanks again for the fruit." And with that he turned to walk away.

[Hatoful GM]

"See ya around, kid." The mechanic waved.

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