[ Molly crouches down, a hand gently stroking from the top of Frumpkin's head to the tip of his tail. A small smile creases the corners of his lips — clearly pleased to see a familiar face. Two familiar faces, obviously. He looks up to Caleb afterwards. ]
Celebrate. I'm here. [ Right? Do that. ] How long has it been for you?
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Celebrate. I'm here. [ Right? Do that. ] How long has it been for you?