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Xan's muzzle slotted neatly into place, uncomfortable though it may have been. Once they were separated, Sriracha immediately dissolved into laughter. His tail thumped against the uneven floor as he cackled, nearly doubled over in mirth. Oh man, he finally said. I ate your face. This he said with a wink, though in the scant light that might have been hard to make out.

The comment about the lighting situation drew a sly grin from Sriracha, whose shoulders quaked with silent laughter still. It'll just make sleeping easier, he said. C'mon, let's spread the good news. And with that he wriggled out of the den. Together they would continue to explore, or otherwise set off on their separate ways.