[ Eurydice nods briskly, and begins removing trombones from the pile. There are so many. Why are there so many? Why do the gods do anything, honestly?
Once Maya is nearly free, Eurydice will confess: ]
I don't really have a lot of practice making leather, though. I think you boil it? You can help, if you want.
[ It's an olive branch, for snapping at Maya earlier. (Unfortunately, that's not how you make leather at all, but at least Eurydice's trying to do something with it?) ]
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Once Maya is nearly free, Eurydice will confess: ]
I don't really have a lot of practice making leather, though. I think you boil it? You can help, if you want.
[ It's an olive branch, for snapping at Maya earlier. (Unfortunately, that's not how you make leather at all, but at least Eurydice's trying to do something with it?) ]