[Fetch hums in his throat again and hops forward after Turing. Ushahin offers his good shoulder and the bird flutters up to it, settling down on the perch provided.]
Indeed he is. Would you like to be friends with me? [That's how his friendship thing works, right? Save someone from a monster and then watch out for them.]
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Indeed he is. Would you like to be friends with me? [That's how his friendship thing works, right? Save someone from a monster and then watch out for them.]