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pain in the muscles, its expression limited by what the sufferer could say. her father offered a botany course; chickadee eagerly nodded, looking forward to the excursion. 
it seemed he didn't know what kukutux meant, and she lay a paw on his arm all the same. "she was talking about the past. maybe it was something that doesn't happen here. maybe she just wanted me to be safe."
chickadee hoped it was a decent segue; she cleared her throat and asked, "what about things like runny noses? they can get a little sniffly, but it goes away. what happens if it doesn't, daddy?" the young woman went on, glancing with a smile to where the children wrestled together not far away.