Oz feels an unfair warmth rising in his chest. He'd always known that Gilbert would find him eventually, but buried that hope out of habit. He didn't want to be disappointed. Now his hope and faith is paying off, and Oz is elated. Finally, he can find some peace in his afterlife. Selfish as it may be.]
Y, yeah! We have some ingredients! [He rubs his face, laughing through the urge to cry. How long has it been since he felt that hand through his hair? Oz was ready to wait an eternity for it.]
Eheh... Has it even been long since you saw me? It was only six months for me. [And it has been killer.]
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Oz feels an unfair warmth rising in his chest. He'd always known that Gilbert would find him eventually, but buried that hope out of habit. He didn't want to be disappointed. Now his hope and faith is paying off, and Oz is elated. Finally, he can find some peace in his afterlife. Selfish as it may be.]
Y, yeah! We have some ingredients! [He rubs his face, laughing through the urge to cry. How long has it been since he felt that hand through his hair? Oz was ready to wait an eternity for it.]
Eheh... Has it even been long since you saw me? It was only six months for me. [And it has been killer.]