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OhMYMERLIN.
It’s his turn already?! What? HOW? Breeeeeaaaaaaaaattttthhhheeee. Ethan watched as Henry happily ate his treat while he stood there, trying his best to control his excitement. “Oookay, Mordaunt. It’s now or never.” Simon already patted the beast, and if Watson can do it, so can Sherlock. Uh-huh. Clearing his throat, he popped up his coat’s collar and stood ramrod straight before the Hippogriff. Now…that got Henry’s attention, yeah? Because Ethan saw him dropping his treat at the sight of the boy.
Good.
Now, still in character, Ethan locked his eyes with the Hippogriff with the utmost intention of winning this staring game, and ultimately to win Henry’s trust. The boy gracefully bowed down to the creature, careful not to break eye contact and waited.
He will win this staring game, Henry.
Come on.
Bow!
It felt like forever to the boy, but the beast eventually bowed back, probably wondering who the hell the kid was. Well, Henry will now meet him yeah? Yeah.
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