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[thiefprinceremy]

Remy was still around, though he was dressed again, the same long coat he'd first arrived in, eyeing the door from his booth, a playing card flicking back and forth over his fingers.

He was getting ready to go back, at least for a while, to see what had happened and how long he'd been gone.

But for the moment he was still around, with the usual coffee, still too hot to drink, set on the table in front of him.