i'm excited to report that the Patcher is immediately a huge weirdo. "hi what's up with your room layout. i'm technically here for a job interview but first let's talk about these fucking benches"
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Evenlight drips into the paper-strewn office through small windows. An older goat sits at her desk, sifting through papers. She doesn't look up when you enter.
Look around the room first.
You let the sensations of the room fill you.
The wooden walls creak, unvarnished and splintering. A stairway in the back leads upstairs: likely to the resident patcher's sleeping quarters. Motes of dust drift in the stale summer air.
In lieu of a separate waiting room, a pair of empty benches sit on opposite sides of the room, facing one another. Something about that feels... odd.
(STUBBORNNESS) Imagine sitting across from someone like that. Just avoiding eye contact the entire time. Nightmare nightmare nightmare.
It's such an uncomfortable choice that it has to be on purpose. Why?
Resolve to ask about the bench thing.
Good idea. Once you've introduced yourself, you can dig right into this bench mystery.
That's enough observing. Approach the Patcher.
You trot over to her desk. The nameplate reads "GOSSAMER THREAD: FRIENDSHIP VALLEY PATCHER." How do you introduce yourself?
Options:
"Hi, I'm playername. I'm the apprentice patcher?"
"Gossamer Thread, right? I'm your new apprentice."
"Why are your benches like that?"