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There was undoubtedly something cowardly about using your kid as a shield, at least to most people anyways. For Bastion on the other hand it was just logic. People did not generally harm little kids or at least didn't harm their parents in front of them. Thus taking Orion with him to this shop ensured that he had much better chances of nothing too terrible happening while he was there. He hoped so anyways.

It wasn't normal for newspapers to have advertisements in them only you could see. Bastion had wondered briefly if it was the papers new way of saving space by placing special ads over others with magic but quick phone call nixed that idea. Never mind that anyone who wanted his attention would have gotten it a lot easier with a phone call or email. Something wasn't entirely right here and Bastion intended to find out what it was.

Carrying the sleepy toddler in his arms Bastion warily entered the shop bearing the address in question.

Orion, exhausted after conquering the entire attic earlier that day had no idea what was going on. All the herald knew was that nap time today was also a trip.

Bastion was taken aback by what had greeted him within the rather strange looking store. This was certainly not what he'd expected and he sent Orion a briefly look, as if to blame the boy for this sudden extra strangeness in his life. Before he could really think about the plausibility of that though he would need to respond to the people talking to him.

First he turned his attention to Switch as she was the other adult there. " I'm Bastion and your could start by telling me why the newspaper wanted me to come here?"

As he waited for a reply Bastion nodded in the direction of the dark skinned boy named Kay. "Orion can't fly thank the gods, I have no idea how old he is and he cans sleep in his own bed later but the offer was appreciated." Bastion kept his tone even when speaking with the child, not irritated by the questions, at least not yet.

All the attention had the small pale haired angel opening his blue eyes slowly and waving lazily at the boy with the funny face.

Bastion nodded again to Kay and carefully set Orion down , only letting the toddler go when he was sure the boy wasn't going to just crumple his legs and slide to the floor.

He hadn't originally been keen on staying in this place longer than necessary, especially given that he didn't buy the advertising spiel at all. Some of the stuff he could see though might make it worth while to look around at least a little. As far as the black marketeer was concerned there might be a real hidden treasure in this dusty old place. "I see no harm in browsing." Suspicious circumstance or not he highly doubted anyone here was going to get hurt.

Orion rubbed at his eyes then smiled at the bigger boy. " Hi." He was still sleepy but it seemed a nap would wait. Now was the time to make a friend.

Orion stared wide eyed at the shrunken head, there were lots of things in his house, even more than in this place but nothing at all like that. "Did you.." the toddler paused. "Did you make him dead?" After all you needed a head attached to a body to live or at least the herald thought so anyways. Orion was young yet but he'd already discussed death with his father at least a little anyways.

Bastion looked over the items on the clogged shelves slowly, his eyes scanning them for anything that might be of real value, anything his customers might enjoy. Most of what he saw unfortunately was not something he himself could make use of later. The man reached up to better investigate what looked to be an engraved mirror when his hand was drawn just a bit to the left. Coal black eyes narrowed as Bastion found himself holding instead and old toy. "Haven't seen one of these since I was kid," he murmured.

Maybe.. maybe Orion could find some use in it though. It'd make up for dragging the kid out for what turned out to be a false alarm. Fiddling with the nobs on it to make sure the thing actually worked Bastion when in search of Switch.

Orion's eyes flicked between the dresser, the head and Kay. Who left little heads under dressers? Was there one under his dresser? The herald shivered at the thought and instead turned his gaze to the shelves. "Can you play with it all?" He was decidedly not allowed to play with most of the things in the house and thought he might like to live here instead if he could touch things.

Bastion raised an eyebrow at the blue haired woman but nodded "I think I, or Orion at least would find this the most useful." He'd never been very good with an Etch a sketch, spent most of his time making stair cases to nowhere. The man still didn't trust all this and thought it might be part of some sort of undercover operation, becuase it clearly wasn't Orion's fault, or something weird like that.

It couldn't hurt to take the item though, after all he could just have the staff check it over later and if something was suspicious they'd dispose of the thing and he'd buy Orion a new one.

Though the boy wouldn't admit it he couldn't quite sum up the courage to touch the shrunken head just yet. " Later" Orion agreed in a soft whisper, tiny wings twitching as he spoke.

No returns or exchanges, and take good care of it? Bastion was starting to think taking this simple ' toy' home was going to become more problematic than he had time for. Somethign was decidedly up here though he wouldn't figure it out by standing around talking to Switch. " I think I can live by those conditions miss and I'd appreciate the card." He was a business man himself after all and having the card meant.. well something to him.