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[The sense of warmth lingers with Chibi even after the memory is gone, like he, too, has been warming in the sun; like he, too, knows that child. Maybe there's a bit of jealousy, too - is this child his? Well... Chibi raised some of his siblings, raised Yugo and Adamai like this, so he's no stranger to it.]

[Besides, it was such a gentle memory that any negative feelings can't remain for long.]

[And the name...] America, huh. [His voice is wistful, sure, but it's more inquisitive than that.] Your brother? ... Your son?