He rubbed the red dot in the middle of his forehead. It was very tempting to pick up the notebook and whap Brooke's hand with it to show the external aspects of her world.
"No silver here, berk. If you can't compare your world to the sod's, you're never gonna get into his brain-box."
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"No silver here, berk. If you can't compare your world to the sod's, you're never gonna get into his brain-box."