Considering her to be a shorter replica of an adult, he approached and spoke as such. “How dae ye git yer cooncil juice?”
Jekyll
Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.
He scented a female, but not Lucaya. Rather, a little female caught his vision. She did not look like a ‘pup’ to him, just a very small female. Jekyll didn’t quite understand how these young things worked, so to him, there was only two stages: when they are a loud low-level animal pet, and when they are synonymous with an adult, although smaller.
I could gain some general information from her, I suppose.
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