[Carefully, breathing through his nose, Youth scooted to the edge of the bed to sit next to Bell. He rested for a moment before resuming playing with his turtle.]
It is almost fine. [He smiled faintly at the thought of a collar on his turtle.] I do not think that will work well. It could mean he could not get his head back in his shell when he needed to. And it is not like he can go far.
[Now the smile was gone.] You do not put collars on people!
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[Carefully, breathing through his nose, Youth scooted to the edge of the bed to sit next to Bell. He rested for a moment before resuming playing with his turtle.]
It is almost fine. [He smiled faintly at the thought of a collar on his turtle.] I do not think that will work well. It could mean he could not get his head back in his shell when he needed to. And it is not like he can go far.
[Now the smile was gone.] You do not put collars on people!