[ It’s such a small gesture, but it’s tender and Ephemera feels something warm and welcome spread through his chest. Funny thing is, no matter how twisted up he feels around other people, Drake’s always there on the other side. Waiting for him.
He huffs a little, cracking his good eye at Drake. ]
His name’s Kazu. Think you’d like him.
[ Maybe Ephemera’s made a friend. That’d be nice. ]
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He huffs a little, cracking his good eye at Drake. ]
His name’s Kazu. Think you’d like him.
[ Maybe Ephemera’s made a friend. That’d be nice. ]
Thanks. For being here.