[wanda echoes, a mutter of the words, at the same time that the cowering children bolster themselves with courage (and curiosity) and loudly echo sandy claws??, sitting up on the bench and propping themselves a little closer to jack.
they're still a little hesitant to move too far from wanda, but at least they're not entirely pulling away from the incredibly tall skeleton-man.]
That is hoping screwdrivers and tape exist here.
[she smiles, though, setting down the toy she was working on and handing it off to one of the children. standing, still getting her clothes tugged at by the younger children, wanda simply raises her hands and lets them rest together, intertwined.]
Maybe you could tell the children about Sandy Claws?
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[wanda echoes, a mutter of the words, at the same time that the cowering children bolster themselves with courage (and curiosity) and loudly echo sandy claws??, sitting up on the bench and propping themselves a little closer to jack.
they're still a little hesitant to move too far from wanda, but at least they're not entirely pulling away from the incredibly tall skeleton-man.]
That is hoping screwdrivers and tape exist here.
[she smiles, though, setting down the toy she was working on and handing it off to one of the children. standing, still getting her clothes tugged at by the younger children, wanda simply raises her hands and lets them rest together, intertwined.]
Maybe you could tell the children about Sandy Claws?