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“Thank you” Eoin said with a confident voice as his host fixed the hinges in the door. He could’ve done that himself, honestly, and it looked to be a rather easy task— but then Zach wouldn’t have come to do it himself. Throughout the couple days that he’d taken this room at the Inn, the male had made it his job to find whatever was wrong with it, just to have an excuse to have the owner come and show his face. Sometimes he simply thanked him, but whenever the task felt too trivial, the Stablemaster offered something in return— food, a drink, something he could use around the place. “I wonder why no one else had noticed the door was beginning to collapse. You must think I’m a pain in the ass” as he said those words, his head tilted a little, watching the way the man bent over with a bit of hunger in his eyes.