[ Mouse makes that face again -- that is this okay face -- at the nearest tombstone and the small carved angle sitting atop it. There is, of course, no answer; but in this circumstance Mouse is considering not being struck down as a good sign. He sits down, a far enough distance from Hanna to feel safe, and then pulls his sleeve over his hand to ask for a cookie. ]
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Date: 2010-11-02 03:21 pm (UTC)Ghosts like cookies?