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[ falco didn’t know what to expect, and believe it or not, he can feel his chest do this excited little skip once the hood is pulled down to make way for . . . green hair, a youthful face. falco’s lips part with surprise, but nothing comes out until a little crack in his voice: ]

. . . Jun? [ so, all of that time— not only that, but the connections that start to piece in. things he hadn’t seen before, they were hidden so well, and at the same time, now? made an inkling of sense. ] Ah . . . Ah—

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