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"Maybe," Hunter replied, brow furrowed tightly as she skimmed the page, her finger sliding over the words as she read. "I think it's normal though, like.. yer guts got somewhere to go, cos like it's supposed to happen. It ain't like, hurtin' them or anythin.. just movin' em around cause Monkey's a gut hog I guess."
She cracked a little relieved smile as Michi's head laid on her shoulder, and she kept skimming the page, scratching the top of Isabella's head for a second with her free hand. "I got enough of 'em. I'm sure Ser will look for mommy ones for ya, if you want. Most of mine are for.. y'know, daddy stuff, makin' you comfy and shit. Only a couple of 'em got the real gross details," she explained, stopping on the page she was on. "Here, hold up, I think this is it. Like, movement and stuff."