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    Wu, though. He gently pulled himself out of my arms and stood up. He should have looked silly; there he was, in nothing but a yellow silk undershirt and a pair of rumpled green trousers, his feet bare, his hair curling all over the place, squinting a bit like he used to before he got his glasses, his nose and eyes all red from crying. He didn’t look silly, though. The way he stood - so still and tall, his shoulders back and his chin pointed forward, his hands easily by his sides - he looked like a king. And then, as I watched, the mama and her baby stood up on their hind legs and they danced for him. I know what you’re thinking, how could they have done it? Wild beasts like that? But they held themselves much like he was - right on down to the squinting, they are all but blind, can hardly see a damn thing but shadows and light, really - and they swayed back and forth standing up like that, paws moving in certain directions, slow and what they call stately. How did they know what to do? Even Little Bit knew, despite the fact that she wasn’t quite as smooth as her mama was. I ain’t never seen a fucking thing like it. I doubt, no matter how long I live, I ever will.

    And Wu just stood there on that flat rock, stood there like he was in the palace at Ba Sing Se, surrounded by jade and gold and marble, His Royal Majesty. He watched them until they had finished and then, he did something I’ve never seen him do to anybody before. He crossed his hands across his chest and he bowed, deep and from the waist. Even I know kings don’t do that, the most I’ve ever seen Wu do is nod his head in respect. But he bowed to those badgermoles after they had done their dance for him, and in return, they bowed back to him before landing back down on all fours, the two of us nearly stumbling over with the force of it.

    He was crying, I saw, silent tears rolling down his cheeks. And despite what you think, it made him look even more like a king. “You honor the House of Hou-Ting,” he sang, and despite the fact that the man has a truly terrible singing voice it didn’t change a thing. It was a solemn moment. A kingly moment. I didn’t even realize I was crying myself until a tear dripped into my mouth and I tasted the salt of it.

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