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Pen wakes up at about four in the afternoon. It takes her a few seconds to remember why she's here, but then she remembers and starts looking for Cindy.
manofmyword
"Somewhere I think you'll like. A lot bigger than here," he says. "I know a few places I thought might be okay, but I think you'll really like this one."
campanas
Pen peers at herself. She dabs at the sauce. The feathers come reasonably clean.
"Soon I need bath. You have small bath," she says. "No stretching space." (She extends her recently desauced wing illustratively.)
"Soon I need bath. You have small bath," she says. "No stretching space." (She extends her recently desauced wing illustratively.)
manofmyword
"True," he says. "I can try'n find a bigger one. No promises. I don't know if they come big enough."
campanas
She folds her arms on the table and drops her head onto them. "Know that," she says. "Want door. Or Jane."
manofmyword
"I can't get you any of that," he says. "But I can get you someplace nice to fly tomorrow."