[He picks her up and she squeals softly, clinging to him and laughing again.]
I think 'm s'posed to be a mooncalf!? [Not that he'd have any idea what that is. She doesn't dare say that aloud though, not after what she'd snapped at him during the trial.
Instead she just tugs his head up by his hair so she can kiss him.]
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I think 'm s'posed to be a mooncalf!? [Not that he'd have any idea what that is. She doesn't dare say that aloud though, not after what she'd snapped at him during the trial.
Instead she just tugs his head up by his hair so she can kiss him.]