“Oh, harsh and cruel,” Hadrian said, with a melodramatic clutching of his chest in hurt at Titus’ tirade. He might have paused to insist upon his own worth (both as a renowned explorer and collector and a winsome brother, generally), only he could see Nez’s presence was grating on Titus, so he relented, and started trying (unsuccessfully) to coax the book out of Nebuchadnezzar’s mouth. “Look, I’m sure I can save it,” Hadrian assured him cheerfully. Nezzie growled, digging his teeth deeper in.
“Come here –” he instructed his brother, now pulling at the book with all his weight and needing Titus to prove a counterweight by tugging the tiger in the opposite direction (or prove an irritating distraction to the creature, if Plan A didn’t work). “See, if you just hold him down –”
“Come here –” he instructed his brother, now pulling at the book with all his weight and needing Titus to prove a counterweight by tugging the tiger in the opposite direction (or prove an irritating distraction to the creature, if Plan A didn’t work). “See, if you just hold him down –”
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