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Poco hissed at Achilles, then he pointed his tiny finger and mimed shooting at him. Kharon had spent the last months teaching him the gesture.
Kharon put the scroll down, then pivoted. “Pow,” he said as he pretended to shoot Poco with a finger gun. There was a long pause as they stared at each other. Poco slumped over like he was dead. Three seconds later, he popped up and screamed, gray fur sticking out in all directions, as he aimed two finger guns back. Kharon slumped back with his eyes closed, tongue out. Poco chittered with excitement.

