A blanket race where one wiggles around obstacles like a worm is not an idea of fun for Elidibus either and while he has seen mortals do many, many weird things in the name of entertainment, that one is still very much questioned.
On the other hand, what an interesting answer that has just been given his not-quite-rhetoric. The youngish looking man seems to take the input seriously after looking over the young lady.
"You are correct." Look, it was a perfectly reasonable suggestion. "Though my understanding of the laws and customs in this country are such that it would not be appropriate to do so."
Elidibus could be an eccentric man, dryly cynical and just playing along with a presumption that Wednesday is not serious. He could also be trying to find out if she is.
"To pursue such actions, one would have to be discreet," he remarks in a mild manner, still appearing thoughtful. There's no revulsion at the idea. At least none that he's giving away.
In a way, it's refreshing to meet someone whose immediate response to the suggestion of gravedigging isn't unrestrained disgust or a threat to call the police.
"I've found that there are very few people who are bothered by either laws or customs in a graveyard after dark." She's certainly not one of them. And neither are the people in the ground.
Elidibus is nothing if not open-minded. And possibly willing to disregard the laws of the land if doing so would be best suited to the circumstances.
If nothing more he looks like he taking Wednesday's answer seriously. And not in a disapproving way. Her words suggest something of that nature might already have occurred by the hands of another. Most corpses that escape from the earth do not tend to turn around and politely restore the landscape after all.
"With the size of this graveyard and its location, even the advantages of the night would allow more than a few to pursue such matters without drawing attention." He then remarks. This conversation could just as well be about the people who dug up these graves already than the prospect of doing it himself.
"Though there would be an advantage to having companions." The effort of digging. A lookout. The place might be tucked away but it's still a public area. Local law enforcement probably does keep an eye out for wayward kids.
Elidibus is not used to having to consider such matters. Yet he will do so anyway especially under his current unfortunate shortcomings.
Wednesday doesn't see any point beating around the metaphorical bush. If this man wants to come gravedigging with her, why not get that out in the open?
"If you're suggesting that you'd like to come here after dark and help me dig up these overturned graves, you should know that I prefer to work alone." She isn't saying 'no.' Not exactly. But if someone wants to accompany her, they need to understand that she's allowing it under duress.
And because he's right: it's a lot easier to get away with things when you have a lookout.
She pauses for a moment, looking around as she works herself up to inviting him along.
"I'll be here at midnight." Another pause. "Bring your own shovel."
While you may have departed, I at least wished to send this
There are many reasons to like working alone. A partner means the need to share. Or someone that will give testimony or blackmail. Or do the work poorly. Elidibus has less provocative reasons than all these.
"It would be inefficient to do it twice over. And I would welcome your personal perspective."
He would probably have managed to show up anyway. But with an invitation there will be less tension. Elidibus thus waits patiently for her to make the choice one way or another, both because he is patient and because her choice really wouldn't make a difference.
"Ah yes, such tools will be needed," he responds in a thoughtful tone that indicates he had forgotten he would need something so mundane. "Until such time, then."
After a polite nod, Elidibus will take his leave as if nothing more than a brief exchange of pleasantries with a passing stranger might have occurred instead of plans to commit a class D felony.
Well one would not want to be seen hanging around overlong at a future crime scene before such an act now, would they?
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On the other hand, what an interesting answer that has just been given his not-quite-rhetoric. The youngish looking man seems to take the input seriously after looking over the young lady.
"You are correct." Look, it was a perfectly reasonable suggestion. "Though my understanding of the laws and customs in this country are such that it would not be appropriate to do so."
Elidibus could be an eccentric man, dryly cynical and just playing along with a presumption that Wednesday is not serious. He could also be trying to find out if she is.
"To pursue such actions, one would have to be discreet," he remarks in a mild manner, still appearing thoughtful. There's no revulsion at the idea. At least none that he's giving away.
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"I've found that there are very few people who are bothered by either laws or customs in a graveyard after dark." She's certainly not one of them. And neither are the people in the ground.
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If nothing more he looks like he taking Wednesday's answer seriously. And not in a disapproving way. Her words suggest something of that nature might already have occurred by the hands of another. Most corpses that escape from the earth do not tend to turn around and politely restore the landscape after all.
"With the size of this graveyard and its location, even the advantages of the night would allow more than a few to pursue such matters without drawing attention." He then remarks. This conversation could just as well be about the people who dug up these graves already than the prospect of doing it himself.
"Though there would be an advantage to having companions." The effort of digging. A lookout. The place might be tucked away but it's still a public area. Local law enforcement probably does keep an eye out for wayward kids.
Elidibus is not used to having to consider such matters. Yet he will do so anyway especially under his current unfortunate shortcomings.
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"If you're suggesting that you'd like to come here after dark and help me dig up these overturned graves, you should know that I prefer to work alone." She isn't saying 'no.' Not exactly. But if someone wants to accompany her, they need to understand that she's allowing it under duress.
And because he's right: it's a lot easier to get away with things when you have a lookout.
She pauses for a moment, looking around as she works herself up to inviting him along.
"I'll be here at midnight." Another pause. "Bring your own shovel."
While you may have departed, I at least wished to send this
"It would be inefficient to do it twice over. And I would welcome your personal perspective."
He would probably have managed to show up anyway. But with an invitation there will be less tension. Elidibus thus waits patiently for her to make the choice one way or another, both because he is patient and because her choice really wouldn't make a difference.
"Ah yes, such tools will be needed," he responds in a thoughtful tone that indicates he had forgotten he would need something so mundane. "Until such time, then."
After a polite nod, Elidibus will take his leave as if nothing more than a brief exchange of pleasantries with a passing stranger might have occurred instead of plans to commit a class D felony.
Well one would not want to be seen hanging around overlong at a future crime scene before such an act now, would they?