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Gricko was being unusually quiet and Gideon had been waiting for this.
"Did the cat get your tongue? Should I ask him to give it back?"
Before even Gricko could answer Gideon was already shouting.
"Frosty did you steal Gricko's tongue?"
Frost looked back at the two of them in confusion. Gricko started sputtering something about a pro verb and Frost was quick to correct him. Gideon felt proud of himself when Kremy slapped him on the back jovially. Both enjoyed the goblin's embarrassment.
Since then Frost has incorporated wordplay into his mindreading. When Gricko would forget words. Frost would kiss him and say in his monotone voice. “I took the word from the tip of your tongue.” And then he’d always tell what word Gricko had been thinking of. And Gricko would never argue with him when he did it like that.
