The glare subsides a bit, but Dinadan's still suspicious. The clarification could be a lie, after all. He glances down at the package again, and mentally calculated how long it would take him to get it to his dad's lab and under a fume hood or something.
"...Once I've opened it, you can't take it back, huh?" he muses. He's tempted to just refuse it out-right, the whole thing seems more than a little dubious. But if he doesn't take it, it might go to someone with less contacts in the cape- and magical worlds and just cause more problems. Fume hood and someone in the next room to go for help if anything hinky starts happening seems like the way to handle this.
And if he's honest, he's got to admit he's more than a little curious.
"...Anything else I should know?" he asks after a few moments' silence.
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