“Give it back to me if you don’t want it. You don’t have to make it sound so disgusting,” Old Bane said as he tried to snatch the bird’s nest back.
Milo happily covered up the bird’s nest box and threw it into the shack. “Come on, it was just a joke. I didn’t mean to make it sound disgusting.”
He looked at the people behind Old Bane. Frankly, if he were to address them as esquires, that would be an insult to the word “esquire”.
These people were all holding some gifts in their hands. Actually, everyone here was no stranger to Milo. Their main intention in coming over this time was to exchange civilities with him. What this meant was that they had accepted him into their circle, and they were all going to be friends from now on.
Milo did not stand on ceremony with them.
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