[ There’s not much he can do about the mark – he gets the feeling that it won’t be easily removed with a bit of chipping, like the cage’s painted rune. He runs his tongue over his teeth, thoughtful, before he freezes.
Then, he jerks his head up to meet the fox’s gaze. ]
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Then, he jerks his head up to meet the fox’s gaze. ]
Did you—
[ No, this is a dumb question. But— ]
You nodded. Just now.