[ Birds aside, Childermass isn't about to stay seated under the shadow of a giant, hungry flower with teeth. Without the original phantasm around to finish drawing, he'll be putting away his little book and all, back into the pockets of his greatcoat, and getting to his feet. ]
And I think that is our cue to leave, lest our new friend here considers expanding its horizons...
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And I think that is our cue to leave, lest our new friend here considers expanding its horizons...