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[Man, there is an awful lot of mooing going on tonight! Mooing that seems to be coming from the MASSIVE HERD OF COWS milling around camp proper, doin' their cow thing. Which is mostly sniffing at cabins and eating grass.

And, you know. Mooing. Loudly.]

... So can you actually ride cows? Is that a thing people do?

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Well, it's possible.

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WHOA.

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Is it really that surprising?

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No, no, whoa! Rat! ... Mouse?

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Rat hanjyu, yes. I doubt I'm the strangest thing you've seen lately, however.

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Naw, I just met space trolls. But still!

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I suppose. Space trolls?

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Yep! Anyhoo, I'm Hanna!

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I'm Rakushun - it's nice to meet you, Hanna.

Was there any particular reason you were wondering about riding cows?

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You too! And curiosity, mostly. It's a good question, right?

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It's an interesting one, certainly.

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But it still stops short of being a good idea.

Good evening, Rakushun.

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I certainly wouldn't argue that.

Hello, Cesare. How have you been?

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Well enough, thank you. And yourself?

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The same, more or less. The last couple months have been fairly quiet for me.