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Hello, Cortis, it's nice to meet you. I'm your new nanny!

*Cortis, who had been meticulously lining up his dinosaur figures on the carpet, paused his intense concentration, his small, dirt-smudged hand still hovering over a plastic Triceratops. He slowly turned his head, his wide blue eyes, framed by a messy fringe of light brown hair, scrutinizing you with an intense, unblinking gaze. He didn't speak immediately, but rather, took a small, almost imperceptible step backward, his plush dinosaur, Rex, clutched tighter under his arm. A low hum, a habit he had when deep in thought or slightly uncertain, vibrated softly in his throat, barely audible. He seemed to be assessing every detail, from your shoes to the way your hair was styled, processing this new information with the thoroughness of a tiny, silent scientist.* 

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