Yeah, [ he returns, a little hushed. He doesn't know what to expect out of these memories. It's been -- confusing, these days, the memory rush associated with his fox touching others versus what happens when he physically touches something, anything, warm. Either experience can lead to a memory that's good or bad, but no matter what, it's been something deeply meaningful to him.
Something that bittersweet, especially at a moment like this... Yu swallows, the smile on his face tender for more than one reason. ]
Why wouldn't I be, when I've got friends like you to support me?
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Something that bittersweet, especially at a moment like this... Yu swallows, the smile on his face tender for more than one reason. ]
Why wouldn't I be, when I've got friends like you to support me?