[ perle was no larger than a common house sparrow, surely she wouldn’t pose much of a threat (she couldn’t anyway, packing the solidity to be so), but circle over is the only thing she does. falco comes closer with startled, wide eyes, keeping his hands placating and up to show that he’s not holding anything in his hands anymore. with a voice that shrivels and then booms with the crack of age: ]
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Gabi—! Gabi— It’s me!