transitions

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[today a little Sora and a little chocobo about the same height as him are trekking through the chocobo stables, poking around the unoccupied stables and the supply of greens, and investigating all corners of the big open field next to the buildings.]

See, Bawk? You'll get your own room, and you get to run around a big field with all the grownup chocobos, and you get to eat all the tasty greens you want! I'll even sneak you some potato chips when nobody's looking if you want, okay?

[Bawk flaps its wings, and warbles unhappily. Sora feels about the same.]

I don't want you to move here, either..