[ She slips the bag off her shoulder and places it squarely in front of the duck. She undoes the top and flips it open, revealing inside a thick, hefty tome decorated in silver filigree, the cloak she was previously wearing balled up haphazardly, a dirty and still-damp cloth, and a litter of crumpled receipts at the bottom.
Ceres stands up, arms folded, eyebrow raised, watching carefully to see if he tries anything funny. ]
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[ She slips the bag off her shoulder and places it squarely in front of the duck. She undoes the top and flips it open, revealing inside a thick, hefty tome decorated in silver filigree, the cloak she was previously wearing balled up haphazardly, a dirty and still-damp cloth, and a litter of crumpled receipts at the bottom.
Ceres stands up, arms folded, eyebrow raised, watching carefully to see if he tries anything funny. ]