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She observed him, her expression gentle. "I can make it myself, you know."
She patted his shoulder. "I know. I'm sorry."
She smiled at him affectionately, following him in. "I truly missed your company."
She rubbed his back slightly, realizing how much she missed him as she began to get a little teary as well. "It's a long story.."
He smiled at her as she left, lying back. *** She laughed slightly, hugging him back tightly as she buried her face in his shoulder.
He nodded. "I will. Thank you." *** It was a strangely familiar figure, a small, pained bow before standing. It was Wren. She had a few...
He squinted at her before rolling over dramatically. "Leave me to die, then!" *** (Yoop!) Some time had passed after this. The war ended in...
He looked up at her hopefully. "Will you visit again?" *** He gave a nod and dismissed himself, leaving.
He quieted, relaxing as well. *** "Indefinitely," he replied quietly. "We will let you know first thing."
He sighed. "I appreciate it." *** He hesitated. "Out of our reach, for the time being."
He hugged her with a frown. "Thank you for visiting me." *** "Her death is not confirmed," he clarified. "She may be captured."
This distressed him slightly and he frowned. "I.. Don't like the thought of that. But if you have to do it to protect your family.." *** The...
He relaxed slightly, but seemed persistent. "I mean everyone, Clara. Your family." *** He folded the paper in his weathered hands, his...
He seemed uncertain, sighing. "I think they're trying to crack down on it. You need to be extremely careful, Clara." *** It was an older man,...
He frowned slightly. "I'm sorry." *** (Zoop!) At least a month had passed. The days slowly grew colder and colder and snow skirted the ground....
"He suspected that I had something to do with the unsuccessful raid. Did everyone get out okay?" *** She frowned, almost hesitating before...
He sat up. "I'm on lockdown. My father won't let me leave." *** "It'll be alright. Just trust me." She shook her head slightly. "What do you...
He looked up in surprise, his head tilting. "Clara? What are you doing here?" *** Her expression softened before she sighed. "Don't worry...
He didn't notice her at first, his expression sour as he stared at the ceiling. *** "That's not me, Charles. You'll be alright without me, for...
Ezekiel was lounging around in boredom, his brows furrowed. *** Her frown deepened. "No I can't."
