It was a dreary, gross, boring, nasty, rainy day. So, instead of being out having fun (or profiting from other peoples' inattentiveness), Liddi was cooped up inside. She was sitting and practicing with her lockpicks. Upside-down. On the ceiling.
"It's called a ferret. I gather they're quite common in other parts of the world, but I don't know. Something about it reminded me of you. Apparently, you can train them to pick pockets..."
She reaches one of her hands out and lets the ferret sniff it before she gently picks it up (16+wis). She holds it up with one hand under its' back legs and another by its' front legs. "He's so cute! I shall call him... HAROLD!"
"Uh... right. That's much better," he answers, clearing his throat as he watches the furry little lady sniff around. "I even got you a carrier for her."
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