There were lots of big words being tossed around, and Grogg only understood about every three out of four, but it was more than enough to understand.
More importantly, however, for all that he spoke and used silverware and signed autographs for children, there was still some part of Grogg that was very much an animal, the same small prehistoric terrapin who had been mutated by man's great fire. The same creature that had feared predators far swifter and stronger than he. That was always there, always a part of him, and it was screaming.
"Missy Kobayashi... this guy... this guy really bad. Really bad."
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