"Hey, what do you think this is for?" Dee asked, holding out a strange knife with a large square blade.
"Put it back!" Sparrow hissed as the door from the washroom creaked open.
"That's for chopping off the heads of nosy little chickens..." Caris said, pushing Tekla and Rat in front of her.
Dee's eyes widened and he shoved the knife back into the drawer and slammed it shut.
"But not actual chickens, right?" Sparrow asked, "Not for killing actual chickens?"
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