[ She can remember it, faintly-- sharing a bed with him, the first time they'd fallen asleep together on his couch, and how hard it had been after a while not to have Naoki there, drawing on his warmth. She hadn't remembered, back home, but there had been a thought... that something important was missing.
Yang finds it here, and it's not as though it really solves anything or snaps her out of the weary hopelessness that's been plaguing her for the last while... but he's here, and that helps. ]
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Yang finds it here, and it's not as though it really solves anything or snaps her out of the weary hopelessness that's been plaguing her for the last while... but he's here, and that helps. ]