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[He chuckled, opening his hand up to call his little bot over. Trogdor flew back to Barry, landing on his palm.]
I apologize, Pink. Trogdor can't speak. [But, the little bot stretched it's stitched mouth, a small screen showing. The screen then played a mini recording, showing Pink flapping around.]
But, the little one collects information for me. It remembers all it sees.