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... ad looked like I was talking to him in a language he couldn’t understand. A sigh escapes my lips, realizing it is really useless to ask him.
It’s better if I go back to my place; staying here is not safe.
"Alright," I muttered, brushing the dirt from my cloak as I stood. "That’s it. I’ve done my good deed for the night. Now go back to your home, where you came from."
But he didn’t move.
Instead, he wobbled to his paws—still shaky, but stubborn—and padded after me ...
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