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I'm really home. Sensing his friend's joy, Thitchku chimed in enthusiastically. You were like that once, boss. I always imagined you were stonefaced, even as a kid. Mains joy was cut short when an unfamiliar voice caught their attention. Hey, mister. He and Thitchk looked over confused. When did three children get right behind them? But how was the first to speak up? You're not supposed to touch that tree. Ma quickly adopted a friendly tone. I'm not an outsider. You kids are from Dhoa village, a