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A hand combs through his locks, only encouraging the strands to stick out at even stranger angles.
“Excellent fashion, I hope. Please tell me I kept the bowties…”
The grin lingers — but softens. Ancient eyes lower, then find hers again.
“And UNIT?” ⠀⠀ ›
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