[ No. The birds. Her possible new friends. There go her dreams of birdie sleepovers in the trees or camp outs in a cave. Not to mention their post-mission celebration dinners and trips to the arcade. ]
And now they're gone... [ she hangs her head a moment before rounding on him. Her face is hidden in the cloak so hopefully her voice conveys her emotion of losing the birds. ]
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And now they're gone... [ she hangs her head a moment before rounding on him. Her face is hidden in the cloak so hopefully her voice conveys her emotion of losing the birds. ]
You have to be quiet. The birds here are shy.