Oh? You were born here then? [He peers at Firo, interested.] Has it always been like this?
[Ivan knows some paths very well, but as soon as it diverges he's lost or trusting his admittedly rather well sense of direction. The slums themselves are winding and rather large but judging by the neighborhoods, relatively easy to maneuver. He blinks down at Firo's question, shrugging a shoulder.]
Acquaintances, more so. I fixed her and her husband's window last winter. It is, kind of what I do?
[He heads up to a door and knocks. There's a long moment of silence before fast footsteps and a grizzled face appear, He takes a second to bark something angry sounding in Russian at Ivan. There's a back and forth conversation, that leaves the young immigrant ducking his head down and murmuring something that sounds like an apology before the man lets them enter. He turns to Firo, gives him a once over and a huff, before heading off towards the back. Ivan shrugs and laughs a bit under his breath]
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[Ivan knows some paths very well, but as soon as it diverges he's lost or trusting his admittedly rather well sense of direction. The slums themselves are winding and rather large but judging by the neighborhoods, relatively easy to maneuver. He blinks down at Firo's question, shrugging a shoulder.]
Acquaintances, more so. I fixed her and her husband's window last winter. It is, kind of what I do?
[He heads up to a door and knocks. There's a long moment of silence before fast footsteps and a grizzled face appear, He takes a second to bark something angry sounding in Russian at Ivan. There's a back and forth conversation, that leaves the young immigrant ducking his head down and murmuring something that sounds like an apology before the man lets them enter. He turns to Firo, gives him a once over and a huff, before heading off towards the back. Ivan shrugs and laughs a bit under his breath]
Don't worry, he's harmless really.