[Ardyn didn't answer at first, almost as if he hadn't quite heard her. Behind Yuuri's back, the smile that was so often on his face had evaporated like smoke.]
...The hesitant sort, hm? My brother was much the same himself, once.
[The answer left him before he could reconsider it, quiet and distant.]
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...The hesitant sort, hm? My brother was much the same himself, once.
[The answer left him before he could reconsider it, quiet and distant.]