[The tiger appears to consider this. The spirit actually does give it some thought - on one of many levels of consciousness, he entertains the idea of snapping shut the tiger's jaws just to see the look on everyone's faces - and the intervening pause, genuine or otherwise, is enough to send the boy in his mouth sobbing something indistuinguishable against the roof of the tiger's mouth.]
Oh boo hoo. —Best not. The meat on this one will have gone all sour anyway.
[And just like that, the tiger opens its jaws and the boy is scrambling backward.]
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Oh boo hoo. —Best not. The meat on this one will have gone all sour anyway.
[And just like that, the tiger opens its jaws and the boy is scrambling backward.]