[Hearing his name is like a breath of air- breath he hadn't realized he was holding in. He swallows hard, trembling, and keeps his eyes away from the journal while he composes himself. It's an unexpected gift.
He honestly figured she'd have forgotten everything.
Finally he retrieves the journal, offering up what he hopes is a steady smile. It probably isn't, but he does give it his best shot.]
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He honestly figured she'd have forgotten everything.
Finally he retrieves the journal, offering up what he hopes is a steady smile. It probably isn't, but he does give it his best shot.]
...Hey, Light. I'm guessing it's been a while.