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Shmyric?

She blinked for a moment. That was an...interesting name! Yet she, truthfully, believed it wholly for that moment.

Then the boy was enacting some kind of great fanfare! She might have been worried if she was not inclined to promote this dramatic behavior. Imagination was good for children. Even if poison was a heavy topic.

I tried, but Shmyric is too strong, too smart! I could not poison the great Shmyric!

Now she offered her own dramatic flop to the ground, rolling over onto her back to expose her underside skyward.