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[cactusy]

Got it.

[Shaw picks up five apples from the cafeteria, bringing them back to her place and laying them out on the counter. Everything is still a haze of alternating overwhelm and numbness - but poking through that, just a little, she is perhaps a bit excited.

What? Dinosaurs are cool.]

[never_francesca]

And it's the little dinosaur that noses into the room first, looking at everything suspiciously. A sighing Franky follows behind.

"You weren't this careful about that freezer full of food, were you?" she said, with a sigh. "And look at all the trouble that got you. This is Shaw. Shaw is safe."

Beatrice chitters, sniffing the air and entering the room fully, all 1.5 meters of her.