[ Her mouth is open, but Lauralae walks before the oh has a chance to come out. Frowning to herself, she leaves the anonymous antlers behind and follows obediently, hand still on her cheek.
Cellar peeks at the foreign message, head angled, then at the conveniently placed translation. Good thing Lauralae acknowledged it out loud; saved her the trouble of doing it first. ]
A req— [ Open mouth, no sound: chapter two. ] How do you know that?
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Cellar peeks at the foreign message, head angled, then at the conveniently placed translation. Good thing Lauralae acknowledged it out loud; saved her the trouble of doing it first. ]
A req— [ Open mouth, no sound: chapter two. ] How do you know that?