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He put his finger to his lips to tell me to be quiet. He strode out into the hall, and purposely ran into a scientist's cart while it was moving. Glass dropped to the ground and shattered. Soren made his face as worried as possible. "I am so sorry!"

"No, it's fine, Soren," the scientist said. Her hair flipped up when she crouched down the grab a tiny broom from a tiny compartment on the cart.

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