 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
"I might sit down." Cela ventured, looking at the ground for long enough to decide it was really quite close and it would only take a short slide off Daphne's shoulder to actually get to it.
"Kazimeriz." Cela agreed. "I like him. He'll be cross."
She was done with the flopping of her arm, right now it was gingerly pressed against her chest and she refused to look at it.
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