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She was glad he was willing to go find someone who could hopefully stop his nose from bleeding forever. She stood up and shook some of the sand out of her coat, though some of it still stuck to her about her underside and hocks. She gestured for Étienne to lead the way- both because she preferred to follow, and so that she wouldn’t have to see his nose. 

”I tell Maman, fin’ dat crab, pull him craws off,” Suzu growled as she trailed along. ”Den we ‘ave snack of it.” She suggested. Revenge would taste delicious, she thought.