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“Great shookin’s!” Innabop exclaimed, her gaze darting left and right. “We’s really are’s lost nowst.”

Rivvo, wincing as her bony toes dug into the side of his face, let loose a rumble across his tongue.

“Feeered, Inna?” he intoned.

“Nan!” she bit back, brushing her hair back with flushed dignity.

Arlemmi didn’t even bother to glance back at them. By now, she was used to their banter, and knew it was useless to try to intervene.

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