[ He shifts to scoot in closer, resting his face against hers like he can take the pain through osmosis. His heart aches that she suffers - again. Why? Why can't she just get a break? Why can't the world leave her be. ]
Clotted Cream... a bite to his ankle. The same black sun mark. And...
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Clotted Cream... a bite to his ankle. The same black sun mark. And...
[ Slow inhale. ]
Mizuki.