[Clementine has heard enough of the inexplicit version of the Birds and the Bees to think she can make a few connections. Though needless to say she doesn't have a clue about capitally punishing singles, or love-hate, or all of that.
But she looks like she's trying a bit hard to do it coherently, her eyebrows twitching closer together, her mouth twisting a little, squeezing her hands together. What she puts together tells her, roughly, "Trolls do something like what humans do, and then the results are taken away for the babies to actually finish being 'made' elsewhere."] So... you could kind of have parents like humans have... but you could never know for sure who they are.
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Though needless to say she doesn't have a clue about capitally punishing singles, or love-hate, or all of that.But she looks like she's trying a bit hard to do it coherently, her eyebrows twitching closer together, her mouth twisting a little, squeezing her hands together. What she puts together tells her, roughly, "Trolls do something like what humans do, and then the results are taken away for the babies to actually finish being 'made' elsewhere."] So... you could kind of have parents like humans have... but you could never know for sure who they are.