old man: (peeling a branch with careful strokes) “This one’s good for sleeping medicine…”
The werewolf: (watches closely) “Give it to me, I can peel it faster than you.”
Old man: (chuckles softly) “You could just say you want to help.”
Werewolf boy: (frowns, ears twitching) “But I CAN peel it faster than you.”
Old man: (smiling to himself)
Werewolf boy: “What? What are you smiling at, old man?”
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