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“What’ve you got there?” he looks pointedly at the small fist. The boy glances at it, as if he hadn’t noticed it for a while, perhaps he hadn’t. As he brings it up to chest height he fixes his eyes on Mycroft once more, not having blinked even once. His palm opens and he stretches it out for Mycroft to see, but not so close that he couldn’t whip it away before Mycroft even tried to reach for it. He looks at the muddy outstretched palm (fingers covered in cracked mud, he’s been digging), and caged between small fingers he sees a metallic glinting stone, uneven edges and a few dents. He looks at the way the light catches on it and sees the ridges carved into the stone. It’s not a language he recognises, even with his encompassing knowledge.
“What does it say?” is the next question. The boy, still not blinking, cocks his head at him.
“Shrrrrl’ck” The r trills in his throat and ends in a clicking noise behind his teeth. -
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Ch1