[Juliet is working on some sort of sewing project, sitting by the window in the main room of the Capulet house. She concentrates fully on the purple fabric, not looking up to speak.]It has been six months since I arrived to this city. Six months to the day. During such time, I have gained and lost family, made very dear friends, and found myself
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Are we gonna share custody of him too?
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I have enough fabric to make another, if you would like one.
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I shall make you a blue one, then, Riku. I have fabric in a shade very near to her favorite.
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[She's the only person he can talk about Bubbles with and not get incredibly sad or incredibly angry. It was nice.]
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You have been well, I trust?
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[The hesitation. All the hesitation.]
My birthday is next week. I just... thought I'd be home by now.
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[Home. The word has so many meanings.]
You miss it very much.
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[Besides you're... the only person who knows it's even coming.]
Sometimes it's hard not to.
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[Says the woman who didn't get to celebrate hers due to being branded.]
Depending on the nature of the event, it may not even be a concern. Perhaps the Animus will see fit to cover the ground with berry patches, or give us fields of golden wheat. And you did not answer my question.
I - I can understand that. When so many for whom you care are not here, it is easy to wish to be home. I would not see you sad, Riku, had I any say in the matter.
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[He just sighs, although it's half hearted. When did he become surrounded with all of these strong, stubborn women anyway?]
The twenty sixth. I'll be eighteen.
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[That causes her to smile.]
You are a year older than I, if that is the case. I turned seventeen at the end of July. I shall remember the date, Riku.
[And you'll have a blue Octi by then, definitely.]
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