[ Lucrezia frowns, almost accusing at the bird, because who else can she blame if not it. She lifts it off the ground, heavier than she expects, then decides against placing in on her lap. Must she accept it?
But she finds the break in a package, hooking her fingers and unwrapping it carefully. ]
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But she finds the break in a package, hooking her fingers and unwrapping it carefully. ]