[...And right on cue, his little centipede comes bounding down the stairs and runs straight for his lap. She's the size of a large dog now; pretty soon she'll be too big to sit on him like this.]
If you say so. [ And oh, there she is. Right on cue. ] Miss Million Legs missed you.
[ Maybe she's hungry-- Milla grabs a few lettuce leaves from wherever the fuck they keep their veggies anyway and holds them out to the little creepy bug. ] Want a snack, Crawly?
The centipede baby looks very happy in his lap for a moment before bumping his hands- even after he starts to pet her- but is distracted enough by lettuce.]
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[...It's not a complete lie, at least.]
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Be more careful next time. Yeah, yeah, you can take care of yourself, but-- [ a wave of her hand. You know. ] I'm guessing you're hungry then?
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...He shakes his head and sips on his water.]
It's okay. I'll get something in the morning.
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If you say so. How about your buddies?
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[...And right on cue, his little centipede comes bounding down the stairs and runs straight for his lap. She's the size of a large dog now; pretty soon she'll be too big to sit on him like this.]
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[ Maybe she's hungry-- Milla grabs a few lettuce leaves from wherever the fuck they keep their veggies anyway and holds them out to the little creepy bug. ] Want a snack, Crawly?
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The centipede baby looks very happy in his lap for a moment before bumping his hands- even after he starts to pet her- but is distracted enough by lettuce.]
Crawly? [Is that what we're calling her now?]
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...even if Miss Million Legs is really cute. Miss Millie? Hmmmm. ] Or maybe Miss Millie. That's cute. Maybe too cute for that little thing.
[ She says, petting "that little thing's" head super fondly. Yep, she's a creepy crawly bug monster, but she's family. ]
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[Miss Millie is a little too much of a mouthful, but- didn't he suggest that as a nickname for Milla once?
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Don't say anything.]