[ Trevor takes his seat back, clapping his hands on his thighs. The sleeping dog immediately perks up and rushes over to clamber into his lap and immediately doze off again, and the smaller stockier one just determinedly trying to put his hand in its mouth as he equally determinedly tries to pet it. ]
She's missed you. [ A pause. ] Eight, I mean. I don't think my sister is capable of missing anything with two legs.
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She's missed you. [ A pause. ] Eight, I mean. I don't think my sister is capable of missing anything with two legs.