[The Ninjask is, frankly, far less interesting to Michael than the floating shell thing. He comes closer, reaching out to test it carefully with his fingertips. Solid enough, but it sounds hollow in there.]
You know? [He leans to try to get a look in its back.] I bet it's possessed with all the bitterness and regrets of her former life.
[He sounds very thoughtful about this, and also he's totally bullshitting.]
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You know? [He leans to try to get a look in its back.] I bet it's possessed with all the bitterness and regrets of her former life.
[He sounds very thoughtful about this, and also he's totally bullshitting.]