[Josh isn't saying anything. Josh is just staring, open-mouthed and wide-eyed.
The Fletchling on Sam's shoulder could be lighting fireworks and singing in Urdu right now and even that wouldn't be enough to break Josh's attention away from Sam's face. Or to rid him of the pit that's suddenly opened in his gut.
Even the Noctowl, which takes this opportunity to fluff up and shake out its wings. Even that super disconcerting sound isn't enough.]
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The Fletchling on Sam's shoulder could be lighting fireworks and singing in Urdu right now and even that wouldn't be enough to break Josh's attention away from Sam's face. Or to rid him of the pit that's suddenly opened in his gut.
Even the Noctowl, which takes this opportunity to fluff up and shake out its wings. Even that super disconcerting sound isn't enough.]
Sam, I have no idea what you're talking about.