[Rin looks up at Yukio, and seeing the changes in his brother seems to cause an imperceptible shift in his own appearance. Now bearing softer, younger versions of his own carnival changes, he gives a sort of sad smile on his short draconic muzzle]
... We could go back to the place. But it wouldn't... be the same.
[this feeling of warmth and belonging, it wouldn't be there.]
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... We could go back to the place. But it wouldn't... be the same.
[this feeling of warmth and belonging, it wouldn't be there.]