[He remains still until she speaks to him, at which point he straightens—with apparent effort—and passes one hand over his eyes.] It's... nothing. I apologise. I am yet unaccustomed to this world and its creatures.
[He does not look at the animal in Beatrix's hands, his gaze directed aimlessly elsewhere.]
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[He does not look at the animal in Beatrix's hands, his gaze directed aimlessly elsewhere.]