He gazed at the lizard for a while longer, his heart filled with a warmth he had almost forgotten in the urban hell, until he realized that the silence was dragging on.
- Ah?.. Ahem... Excuse me... I may not be from around here, but for a moment I felt at home... To be honest, I came here because I liked the sign... - the hunter coughed. - You said you needed someone to work?
He looked around and realized that he was in a printing shop.
- I... haven't worked in this trade before. Although... once I wrote an article for a newspaper and it was published... What do you need?


