“But you don’t like, eat, people… right?”
Tabitha brushed a stray black hair from her face. “You worried?”
He stopped, mid-crunch of his Fruity Pebbles, as she clicked teeth at him.
“No, we don’t eat people,” she finally smirked. “That’d be wrong and rude.”
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