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"well," portia said, giving the question a few heartbeats of genuine thought, "the lord had to compensate for making them so damn sneaky." she stared at the creature a few heartbeats longer, wrinkling her nose. nothing more to be done, she supposed.

her gaze flicked back up to wifi, tail waving. "one by one... i'm hoping i just have to deal with one," she shared freely. one little baby was all she needed-- she could spoil it rotten, not have to deal with fifteen others. it'd be less work to get out of her too. though, she remembered something thuringwethil had told her a little bit ago, and hesitated. "er-- two," she corrected, remembering something about leadership and taking the kids away... or something... "two would be enough for me," she repeated, more confidently.