[Except that just then, he hiccoughs. And for the brief moment when all of the muscles contract, there is someone. A tall, thin, teenager. Long blond hair, startled blue eyes, skin pale enough to see the veins in his arms. If you look quick, that is. The next moment, he's gone again.]
Guess you didn't see me, either.
[Still no irony, but a bit glumly, this time. He keeps forgetting about that...]
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Guess you didn't see me, either.
[Still no irony, but a bit glumly, this time. He keeps forgetting about that...]