Good job, Sophie! [Asbel stands up, hastily brushing his hands together as he makes his way over to Sophie in order to get a better look. He slows down as he reaches her side, careful not to step on anything he shouldn't be stepping on, and cranes his neck to see what she's pointing at.]
So, what is it? [He leans a little closer.] A baby bird?
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So, what is it? [He leans a little closer.] A baby bird?