[ He reaches out for it with both little hands, beaming wide. Breaking bread with the townsfolk. Yes! This is how it should be! Oh, he's missed the simple life.
...As long as it hasn't been poisoned. He doesn't take a bite just yet, but continues to smile.]
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[ He reaches out for it with both little hands, beaming wide. Breaking bread with the townsfolk. Yes! This is how it should be! Oh, he's missed the simple life.
...As long as it hasn't been poisoned. He doesn't take a bite just yet, but continues to smile.]
To whom do I owe my gratitude?