[Arthur watches impassively, protectively, a hand always on the surface of the shell. It brings a sense of calm not unlike sitting at the turtle's head, but he doesn't look any less alert. No one ever said there was anything wrong with his paternal instincts.]
Do you believe it's an actual turtle now, then? [Said as if it's something that he already knows and he's just waiting for Bruce to figure it out.] I can show you what its mental signature feels like.
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Do you believe it's an actual turtle now, then? [Said as if it's something that he already knows and he's just waiting for Bruce to figure it out.] I can show you what its mental signature feels like.