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He put his hands in his pockets, looking extremely unhappy.
She left the room, heading up the stairs.
He closed the locket, giving it back to Avice. "Here, take this. I don't... I don't want to see it anymore."
She nodded. "I'll go get James."
He looked back down at the locket. "I don't know what to do," he said helplessly. "I don't know how to fix this."
"Oh, I mean... if you're sure."
"It still doesn't feel good."
"You don't have to do that."
"Avice, I'm looking down at a picture in which I should know every single person, and I know only one of them, and barely."
"Can you give me an example?"
Poppy came over to them, kissing Francis' cheek before hanging up her coat. "I'm going to get James."
"Will it? It certainly doesn't seem that way."
"Did you?" she asked warmly, resting her head on his chest. "What did the potions do?"
She grinned, looking excited. "That's great!"
"But... God. Avice, I don't know them. I don't recognize my own kids."
"Tell me more about humans," she said, looking up at him.
(Zoop?)
Her eyes widened. "Forever?"
"That's... I don't know them. They can't be mine."
She rested her hand on his shirt, looking up at him thoughtfully before lying down in the green grass.
