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... th excitement. "Oh, I’m sorry to interrupt. It’s just..."
She shook her head, but her mind was brimming with loud ideas. The ideas about a pun she could make out of this if the idea was related to the ice-hole trees...
I shook my head. I didn’t even intend a pun! Now Worriesgone was derailing the Council, which already earned her a stern look from Ambrosia. Not that Worriesgone noticed it yet.
There I should’ve returned the conversation back on track—Researchina was waiti ...
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