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Jany (thinking): Well, whatever it looks like, I have to play it cool. Be friendly. Always calm. Totally unfazed.
No matter what big teeth it has.
Blake: Jany . . .
This is --
Jany: HELLO how are you doing? I'm Jany! Guten tag! You must be lovely. It's Ilsa to meet you!
Jany (thinking): . . . well, could've gone worse.
Ilsa: Aren't you cute! So this is the girl Ann . . . let in on . . . her end-of-the-world plans.
Jany: That's right.
. . . and I'm sorry to hear about your Master. I hope he lives long enough to let you see this through.
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One thought on “Chapter 21 p11 – What big teeth you have”
Flyboy254
Okay, Jany, back slowly towards the door, then run like hell the second you find anyone nearby who can help you.