[He'll hold out his hand, which has Cham-P in it.]
Look how he sits in my palm! Do you not know the many species who will attempt to prey upon his kind? I am not his kin, and he has no reason to trust me, nor when he was born would he have. But he has learned to accept me, indeed, to become gentle and not bite or flee when handled, despite all he has to fear, all his instinct to dread those larger than he. And he will never turn against those he has come to trust without reason, for the notion of betrayal would never enter his mind. That trust...that is loyalty, and it is a notion of which humankind of incapable, so fickle are humans' regard for one another and so eager to betray.
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[He'll hold out his hand, which has Cham-P in it.]
Look how he sits in my palm! Do you not know the many species who will attempt to prey upon his kind? I am not his kin, and he has no reason to trust me, nor when he was born would he have. But he has learned to accept me, indeed, to become gentle and not bite or flee when handled, despite all he has to fear, all his instinct to dread those larger than he. And he will never turn against those he has come to trust without reason, for the notion of betrayal would never enter his mind. That trust...that is loyalty, and it is a notion of which humankind of incapable, so fickle are humans' regard for one another and so eager to betray.