She stared at Raven in a long second of shocked silence, before sagging to the floor.
Humph._ She peered down suspiciously as he parted the leaves to reveal the choke. __hat doesn__ look very tasty.___hat__ because it isn__,_ he said. __ay heed: the artichoke is a shy vegetable. She covers herself in spine-tipped leaves that must be carefully peeled away, and underneath shields her treasure with a barricade o_ soft needles. They must be tenderly, but firmly, scraped aside. Ye must be bold, for if yer not, she__l never reveal her soft heart.__e finished cutting away the thistles and placed the small, tender heart on the center of her plate.She wrinkled her nose. __hat__ it? But it__ so small.___h, and d__e judge a thing solely upon size alone?__he made a choking sound.
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Humph._ She peered down suspiciously as he parted the leaves to reveal the choke. __hat doesn__ look very tasty.___hat__ because it isn__,_ he said. __ay heed: the artichoke is a shy vegetable. She covers herself in spine-tipped leaves that must be carefully peeled away, and underneath shields her treasure with a barricade o_ soft needles. They must be tenderly, but firmly, scraped aside. Ye must be bold, for if yer not, she__l never reveal her soft heart.__e finished cutting away the thistles and placed the small, tender heart on the center of her plate.She wrinkled her nose. __hat__ it? But it__ so small.___h, and d__e judge a thing solely upon size alone?__he made a choking sound.
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