"...onceler?"
“OHOOWH—!”
*He throws his hands up out of excitement as a knee-jerk reaction to the sight of The Lamb, scurrying over to her to squeeze her in his arms with a hum of contentment.
“Naïa, my dear lamb! You’re quite early, the time for the party is nearly at hand!… Oh, I do hope you’ve been well, lovey. Scott will be here as well since he’s out of recovery!”






