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Like a turtle, Sitamat rocked on his back, his stubby limbs uselessly flailing at the air. His feet managed to connect with something — his brother — only for it to then draw back immediately. The shock of hitting something as well as the momentum he gained from Malrok caused the youngest to stop his thrashing and roll over onto his side. Success! With effort, the boy found his legs again and wobbly uprighted himself. Disoriented (and quite hungry now), Sitamat moved towards the second-born who had just released a curious odour, using his nose as a probe as he gently prodded his brother's face.