This is almost too ridiculous to understand. Under normal circumstances, if a breeze took the papers, or if she'd been spotted from the street because she'd strayed too close to the open window, she'd be utterly furious with herself. It isn't good security practice, after all, keeping the window open, and it was probably a mistake. But the fact that the open window didn't invite in a stray wind or curious eyes, but a bloody monkey - her brain can't even fathom it. She can't even be angry. It's too much.
"Hey now," she says, and then takes time to wonder how one speaks soothingly to a monkey, because she has to speak soothingly to a monkey. "Here. Give that here. And I'll - give you sweets. Or something." Do they understand human speech? The little ones in the hats that dance for organ-grinders in London seem to. So this one must, too, right? "D'you eat sweets?"
bonobo oh no
This is almost too ridiculous to understand. Under normal circumstances, if a breeze took the papers, or if she'd been spotted from the street because she'd strayed too close to the open window, she'd be utterly furious with herself. It isn't good security practice, after all, keeping the window open, and it was probably a mistake. But the fact that the open window didn't invite in a stray wind or curious eyes, but a bloody monkey - her brain can't even fathom it. She can't even be angry. It's too much.
"Hey now," she says, and then takes time to wonder how one speaks soothingly to a monkey, because she has to speak soothingly to a monkey. "Here. Give that here. And I'll - give you sweets. Or something." Do they understand human speech? The little ones in the hats that dance for organ-grinders in London seem to. So this one must, too, right? "D'you eat sweets?"