"Really! Hoo, that does make me feel a lot better. Yew know there weren't even any therapists where I came from?" Hector cracks an awkward smile his way, before focusing back into the forms. A signature here, a final detail there, and he offers the small stack back over. "I thiiink... that's about it! Yew need anything else? Oh, and, uh--- how's pay-mint work here?"
Oh cripes, they're doing this now? Oh boy. Okay. He'd only prepared to sign himself up for it, not---
"Shore!" Hopping up out of his chair, he waits for Neil to lead the way, following attentively. (And, of course, shamelessly taking a look around the house on the inside all while he goes. It's a cute place! Cozy, even. He'll have to take some notes for his own house-slash-business.)
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"Shore!" Hopping up out of his chair, he waits for Neil to lead the way, following attentively. (And, of course, shamelessly taking a look around the house on the inside all while he goes. It's a cute place! Cozy, even. He'll have to take some notes for his own house-slash-business.)