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"That was a total guess. There's actually a brochure?"
He was in there for a long time this time, almost an hour. When he emerged, his hair was unruly, as if he had run his hands through it multiple...
"We need to stop doing it," she said after a moment. "I shouldn't have left. I'm sorry."
"I read in one of my friend's books that if ants were the size of humans, the world would be destroyed in a week."
"It's very good. I'm proud of you."
Her eyes widened and she turned to look at him. "Are you serious?"
She huffed, maybe a little frustrated. "Is there, like, a brochure I could read? Like, 'Congratulations, you're dead. What's next?'"
He paused before turning away, heading into the back room, leaning on his cane.
She heaved a large sigh, crossing her arms. "That's a no, then?"
The look he gave her was instant and venomous. "No," he said sharply, one brow raised.
"No, they're not..." She sighed, running her hand through her hair before pointing up. "They're not down here. Or... up. I don't know where we are."
A bell tolled inside the back room and he frowned, glancing over his shoulder. "Excuse me," he said as he stood up.
She frowned, looking over her shoulder thoughtfully. "So... am I going to get to see my family again?"
He nodded, seeming satisfied. "With the Journeyman's Creation, you must recognize that I cannot help you. You may use my workshop, but I cannot...
"Someone else, huh?" she asked, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. "Are they a dinosaur too?"
"All of this place? Even when we're not in this building?"
"Would you know how to make something that complex?"
She squinted, walking quickly to keep up with him. "The headmaster? So we're in a school."
"When would you develop the brain?" he asked curiously, sitting down next to her.
"You're guessing on that part," she said comfortably, looking around. "Who are we going to see?"
