[Listen, she isn't going to say anything about the hole in the wall, but she's definitely squinting over at it when he tuns toward her once again. Oh! She starts slightly, feeling like she's been caught doing something she shouldn't, before he opens with that weird, weird question. A toad? Her brow furrows as she tries to... piece this all together...]
So he looks like a toad now? Kind of? Or...
[God, she's trying so, so hard, but eventually she has to admit defeat with a sigh.]
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So he looks like a toad now? Kind of? Or...
[God, she's trying so, so hard, but eventually she has to admit defeat with a sigh.]
I don't get it.