YOU WERE THE CLOCK ;; seabear prevention class

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"Thanks." The siamese smiles towards Vandal, a soft genuine one as she begins to pick at the cheese slowly. It tastes like home in her opinion, like gathering round a fire at night wrapped in furs and talking about stories. She can't help but hum in appreciation, all before she hears Caesar speak and huffs. Such a fucking killjoy, could he not let the child have his fun?

"If you don't believe him, you can always leave." She points out, raising her eyebrow towards the officer. Why is he here? She knows they're not real either, but she isn't about to crush a child's fun just because of that fact. "Who knows, the first person to not believe in something is always the first person devoured by the creature from what I've heard."

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