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Caro's attention was torn between the exciting new visitor and the impending grand-uncles-and-aunts that were soon to pop out of her Gigi's body. The process of birth frightened and fascinated her, and though she had eagerly laid her bets, the distraction of Treepie's arrival had been quite welcome.

-"Three-to-eight,"- Caro insisted, her signing clumsy in her eagerness, and her voice loud and strident. It wasn't as though she could disturb Gigi by yelling, after all.

But she turned her eyes back to Treepie to continue her goggling, speaking a frank, -"No,"- without making any effort to correct the oversight. She would happily do so if prompted more directly, but at the moment, she merely gazed up at her "sister" (sister???) with her jaws slightly parted, overcome by the existence of such a creature — and rather overstimulated by the events of the day.