Forehead
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Zach grinned as she spoke. "Rough? Nah-huh, we're on Philip." He joked, quickly hoping onto the hippocampus behind Syrill. "Let's see how fast this baby can go." He exclaimed. "Are you actually fast Philip? You have 'strong' scales, must be heavy in the water, no?" He teased the hippocampus as he held onto it's stomach, feeling if he had held Syrill's stomach it would've been a whole lot more weird. "I bet you this baby only goes at like eighty miles per hour." He mocked, followed by a short laugh. @PoPcOrNXDaNcE