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After the group left, Torin was left getting his affairs in order. Enoch was sitting at the front of the wagon by himself. He had pulled out his utility knife -- a curved blade with a wide and round shape to it -- and was sharpening the thing. As he did that, he glanced over at Aaron.

Aaron's back was to Enoch and he seemed to be doing light stretches while examining the gate. They were parked not too far away from it. Maybe the man was thinking about what he'd do if killer bees or killer ants or who knows what else crawled out of there right at this moment.

"I see you got most of the dents out of your armor," Enoch remarked. "You must be used to this kind of thing."

Aaron glanced back at him, almost looking surprised. Maybe he wasn't the type that was usually approached so openly by strangers. "Yeah..." He took stock of his weapon in his hands, which had been hastily tied back together. "I'm a bit worried about my weapon, though."

"That thing? Like that?" Enoch smiled slightly to himself. "Bring it over here. If you leave it like that it's gonna snap in half again at the first chance." Enoch waited patiently as the other man brought his broken lance over.

The thing about Enoch is that he wasn't like most other people. Whether you seemed difficult to approach or easy to approach didn't matter to him. That's because he was the type who had an easy time approaching others. Therefore, in all situations, he was the one who decided that. "Why don't you two come over and watch, as well. You might be interested to see this," he offered to Leone and Jen.

Honestly, it wasn't some sort of mindblowing magic trick. Nor was it something they should have been interested in. But the way he sold it to them, and the fact that there wasn't much else going on, drew their attention enough to at least join the conversation.

Right now, Leone and Jen had been in their own bubble separate form the others. But Enoch had forced them to participate in the conversation and start a dialogue with the others. He did it in a way that they wouldn't have even noticed. They might not understand what happened but they wouldn't forget it. That was the core concept behind becoming 'likable' as far as Enoch was concerned. Make people remember that they had a positive experience while talking to him, even if they didn't understand how or why.

"Repairing a broken lance is a lot like repairing a broken arm," Enoch explained. "Why don't you grab one of those steel rods from the back of the wagon? We've got plenty of spares."

"Will this do?" Leone asked. The lithe character with good eyesight had a strong ability to search, and had procured one very quickly. Enoch was sure to smile and give thanks for a job done well and done fast.

"Now I'll take some of these spare bandages and use the steel rod as a sort of splint, holding the broken parts of the lance together with a strong foundation. It's a lot more reliable than trying to keep them together with cloth," Enoch explained. He was careful to avoid words like 'simply' and 'only,' words which would have made it sound like Aaron's way was foolish or wrong.

"Will this hold up in a joust?" Aaron inquired, turning the weapon over and looking at it from different angles. It was a bit more awkward to wield it now that the haft had a second piece of metal attached to it, but the reality is that the weapon had become awkward and unusable the moment it broke. With the blade at the end having been magically forged, this was a weapon that held immense value.

Changing it into a form that could still be used, even if awkwardly, was far more significant than throwing it away or patching it haphazardly so it would only break again. "I'd like to continue using it as much as possible," Aaron explained.
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