[He starts at the sound of your voice, but turns to face you nonetheless. Nearly a minute passes before his lips press together, and he swallows a breath that hitched a bit too much.]
I'm back.
[Soft, too soft. He's also gently pulling out of your grip and taking just one step back. His eyes are still a little wide, dark, and full of things that he can't quite put words to yet.]
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I'm back.
[Soft, too soft. He's also gently pulling out of your grip and taking just one step back. His eyes are still a little wide, dark, and full of things that he can't quite put words to yet.]