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“I'm not a scared kitten," Cleo protested, though she wasn't so sure she believed it.
"No?" Deacon tilted his head to study her. A bunny then?"
"I'm not a rabbit."
"Fish?"
"I don't swim."
"Ah!" He snapped his fingers. "You're a leopard gecko!"
"A what?" Cleo frowned. She'd not expected that at all.
"You know, one of those lizards people have as pets. They prefer to stay hidden but can be very loyal and friendly companions once you earn their trust.”