"Sorry," he says, the word breathed out, but still heavy. He makes his way over to her on the beanbag pile, lowering to join her.
"Yeah, now you're stuck being the only duck around. On a train full of featherless humans." There's some mirth, but it's light. Still, that's probably a part of it too, isn't it? "Were you two close back home? I don't know much about you two."
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"Sorry," he says, the word breathed out, but still heavy. He makes his way over to her on the beanbag pile, lowering to join her.
"Yeah, now you're stuck being the only duck around. On a train full of featherless humans." There's some mirth, but it's light. Still, that's probably a part of it too, isn't it? "Were you two close back home? I don't know much about you two."