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Astien grunted. "Well, how else will I get it out?" The largest knot was just in front of Cormac's neck, and glared back at Astien like a wild storm. Or a small ferocious animal. He decided he would work on that knot last. He tried to yank less to make it easier for his young friend, but found that the brush couldn't even be moved without sufficient force. With more shampoo and conditioner, and more grunts of frustration from Astien, he worked the knot into smaller and smaller segments. His baby apparently didn't appreciate the exertion, as it kicked in annoyance. Astien briefly pondered if Cormac could feel it against his back, but then turned his mind back to the task at hand.