" Something tugs on my arm, and looking down with an angry frown, I stare into the round eyes of the sticky human child next to me. “Shoo,” I order, extracting my arm, gently, from its grip. It gargles something at me, and I glare at it. “Be gone, sheep child,” I command in my deadliest voice. It laughs and tries to clamber into my lap when a haggard looking, middle-aged woman rushes over with an apology on her lips as she grabs it. "
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