"No not that one, the other one."
"No, the little dude with the—mind if I just pick him up?"
"Tortoises dislike being handled that way. Cup your hand by him and let him approach first. See? Like this."
"You really got a way with the beasts, miss."
She giggled. "What made you want a tortoise anyway?"
Ash felt her death date like a hammer in his heart. "They got real long lifespans."