[ Bastien is multitasking—lunch and tedious busywork—with his bread and cheese and stack of paper on the bench, which he's sitting on the other side of and using like a desk, with his legs stretched and crossed near Athessa on the other side.
He doesn't pause writing. He says, ] I think we probably could use the griffons to make the clouds into funny shapes, [ in answer to the hypothetical question he's just invented for her. ]
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He doesn't pause writing. He says, ] I think we probably could use the griffons to make the clouds into funny shapes, [ in answer to the hypothetical question he's just invented for her. ]