Quint just sighs as he looks around. Most people had fled when things had gotten out of hand. That he hadn't had probably blown his cover just as much as anything else.
"Maybe not always. The humans at home aren't as scared of my family as they used to be. Some of us even get fan mail, which is kind of weird. I think... they can't help running, sometimes, though. It's instinct to get away when they tink they might get hurt."
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"Maybe not always. The humans at home aren't as scared of my family as they used to be. Some of us even get fan mail, which is kind of weird. I think... they can't help running, sometimes, though. It's instinct to get away when they tink they might get hurt."