[ And then what? They would continue on this odd journey of theirs until they reached wherever it is Cae had decided they would go, say nothing to one another and step backwards through the small amount of progress they'd made since Ivor had found him? He leans back in his seat and filters through the comp band's message history, wishing he could touch the words that appear. Several years old, and he loves them just as much. ]
Don't talk like that. [ He can't take it. ] I love you no matter what you think you are, and I miss it just the same.
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Don't talk like that. [ He can't take it. ] I love you no matter what you think you are, and I miss it just the same.