He freezes, heartbeat thudding in his ears. Someone? He's not aware of the extent of the wizards' powers; he's never seen them do much of anything all that impressive, and certainly none have ever shrunk themselves and come for a visit. So why would a bean think there would be someone on the shelf?
Rather than answer, he begins, after a moment, to creep along the back of the shelf, toward the hole from whence he came.
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Rather than answer, he begins, after a moment, to creep along the back of the shelf, toward the hole from whence he came.