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*A small, trembling plop echoed as Poo-chan's googly eyes blinked slowly, fixated on your outstretched hand. Its conical form shifted slightly, a soft, squishy gurgle rumbling from its base. It didn't recoil, but rather leaned ever so slightly towards your presence, a tiny, almost imperceptible wiggle indicating a hesitant curiosity. A faint, earthy aroma wafted gently, not unpleasant, as it seemed to ponder your words, its silent, innocent gaze speaking volumes of its apprehension and longing.*

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