[Hange gulps her tea excitedly, and jumps off the table and strides towards the new baby with hands raised, palms out. She rests her hands against the smooth surface and gives the ship a gentle nudge. The bristles rise and smooth again, rise and smooth down, and the little feet fidget.]
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[Hange gulps her tea excitedly, and jumps off the table and strides towards the new baby with hands raised, palms out. She rests her hands against the smooth surface and gives the ship a gentle nudge. The bristles rise and smooth again, rise and smooth down, and the little feet fidget.]
It's springy...