[He shouts, once Adrian has stated that there's a deer and it's nothing to worry about, but Rosso's loud shout does not, in fact, scare off whatever broke that stick. More sticks snap underfoot, and Rosso is hearing the rustling, but he's not paying attention. He's jabbing a half-bitten s'more at Adrian like he's accusing him of murder.]
I don't want you to make another one! [Rosso you literally just said you did—] I can make my own stupid marshmallow cookie-things!
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[He shouts, once Adrian has stated that there's a deer and it's nothing to worry about, but Rosso's loud shout does not, in fact, scare off whatever broke that stick. More sticks snap underfoot, and Rosso is hearing the rustling, but he's not paying attention. He's jabbing a half-bitten s'more at Adrian like he's accusing him of murder.]
I don't want you to make another one! [Rosso you literally just said you did—] I can make my own stupid marshmallow cookie-things!