[Not that he looks bothered by this in the slightest.
Still, her behavior once they get inside the stable actually makes him quirk an eyebrow, trying to twist his head enough to see what she's doing behind him. Wasn't this her idea? Why's she clinging onto the back of his shirt like she's scared?]
What did I do to make it bite me? Nothing. What did I do when it bit me? Cussed like a sailor and yanked my hand out of its pointy little beak.
Are you scared of them now? They're penned up, you know. It can't get you.
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[Not that he looks bothered by this in the slightest.
Still, her behavior once they get inside the stable actually makes him quirk an eyebrow, trying to twist his head enough to see what she's doing behind him. Wasn't this her idea? Why's she clinging onto the back of his shirt like she's scared?]
What did I do to make it bite me? Nothing. What did I do when it bit me? Cussed like a sailor and yanked my hand out of its pointy little beak.
Are you scared of them now? They're penned up, you know. It can't get you.