[...CHILD, ONE DAY SOMEONE IS GOING TO LEAD YOU OFF A CLIFF.
But fortunately today is not that day; once the café comes more into view, Zacharie turns around to look, and after a moment he offers another one of those weird fluttery pointing motions again, this time toward his master - who's still sitting there reading, either unaware that Zacharie's wandered off or not particularly concerned that he has.]
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But fortunately today is not that day; once the café comes more into view, Zacharie turns around to look, and after a moment he offers another one of those weird fluttery pointing motions again, this time toward his master - who's still sitting there reading, either unaware that Zacharie's wandered off or not particularly concerned that he has.]