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With their journal resting in Their lap , optics snap up As soon as they sense the Other . Looking towards him —— curiosity gets the better Of the older being . Shutting their journal , they Shift to face him . “ I don’t believe I’ve seen You down here before , “

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Local ? That’s one way to put it . . Try being here since before the place Existed . Flashing him a gentle smile , they Make sure to conceal their canines . The last thing they needed ? Was to Scare someone off . “ been here my whole life . “

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Optics land on the scene in front of Of them , they hate to say it . . But There really isn’t much out here . Leaning forward , they set their — journal beside them in the sand . A soft sigh escapes them . “ well you’re looking at it . “