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And gets some information...

(Perception plus Empathy)

/roll 6

He can tell the troll IS geniunely trying to help him.. but she seems torn on mentioning something

"Thank you so much for your advice. I wasn't sure what we'd do, and all, you've made things so much easier. I feel safer. Thank you."

That pleases her "Well, we may not have much around here , but manners we can do"

"It costs nothing to be polite." he agrees.

"If there's anything else we can do for you, you let us know"

"You're too kind Ma'm, thank you so much....." he trails off, then bobs his head and turns to go; indeed, goes if not stopped.

He's not...

and from the RV come some wonderful smells

He taps on the door. "It's me." he murmurs for her to hear, still in character.

The door opens "Abner" She says, her hair in rollers , the outfit an out of date paisley

He clambers in, tired and old; achy. "Hello, honeypot...." and shuts and locks the door behind him "No doubt there are a few cameras on site." he advises "Brava, Dearest." a few years drop off him as he straightens.

"Thanks. I'm channeling a bit of Edith Bunker"

"Any trouble?"

"Not a bit, done and dusted. It smells wonderful...." his nose twitches appreciatively.

"I suppose right now, the dish's name is Love Kraken chow" A smile