[Color rises to Bruno's cheeks, and he turns quickly to bat at what he assumes is going to be a clod of dirt, only to gasp when he sees it.]
Oh, it's a baby! [He gently removes the Ratatta and holds it in his hands.] Look at you, you're so tiny and purple! I hope that's normal - I mean, that dog has a horn, who knows at this point...
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[Color rises to Bruno's cheeks, and he turns quickly to bat at what he assumes is going to be a clod of dirt, only to gasp when he sees it.]
Oh, it's a baby! [He gently removes the Ratatta and holds it in his hands.] Look at you, you're so tiny and purple! I hope that's normal - I mean, that dog has a horn, who knows at this point...