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      Large hands resting on his waist, his gaze flicked from the plane soaring in the sky overhead to the kind-hearted duck. “Got a lotta respect for you birds and aviators, ya’ll are right brave,” Dakota observed. One of his ears twitched as he recalled his one-time experience with a hot air balloon, which caused a brief clearing of his throat, “I, uh... well, let’s just say I’m not made for flyin’...” He did not like heights; he could tolerate them, and had a time or two on duty, but only because it was necessary.

i think i broke my big toe ouch