[Natsume is distracted enough by the cute nose-wiggling that he almost cuts his finger instead of the cucumber. But no, not allowed, no bleeding on a birthday.]
No, no, I tested it. I was the guinea pig, I suppose. [It was a very imperfect kind of testing. He ran into a lot of trees.] Are we-- um, are you out of cilantro?
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No, no, I tested it. I was the guinea pig, I suppose. [It was a very imperfect kind of testing. He ran into a lot of trees.] Are we-- um, are you out of cilantro?
[Whoops, almost slipped up there, kiddo.]