Sif! [He is always happy to see you, SIf, except when you're making him run laps. But he can't run like- happy thoughts. He lifts his arm up slightly to look out from under it.] I can recognize your feet. And. And. And I forgot.
[And then he's reaching out a grabby hand at you. Come here, Sif. Why are you over there.
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[And then he's reaching out a grabby hand at you. Come here, Sif. Why are you over there.