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[a1enzo]

Milliways, Enzo fancies, feels different without Dani. Emptier, even when it's bustling. Or maybe it's just him. He still doesn't feel as wretched as he always thought he would, but there's a sort of hollowness

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[isaysimplewords]

Velvet is soft!

This is why there is suddenly a four-year-old boy at Enzo's side, running his hands over the material.

[a1enzo]

Eep! Invasion of personal space-oh, it's just a little kid. That's okay, then.

"Uh, hi."

[isaysimplewords]

The boy looks up with big blue eyes, pulling his hands away. Just in case.

"Hi, Enzo!"

[a1enzo]

Enzo's brow furrows. He doesn't recall making the acquaintance of any boys this age.

"You know me?"

[heyfootballhead]

Arnold is laughing at you, Enzo.

But really, it's a friendly kind of laugh.

[a1enzo]

As is Enzo's response a friendly kind of raspberry.

[heyfootballhead]

"Hey," Arnold says once he gets his breath back, "at least you look good in purple, right?"

[a1enzo]

"I totally pull this look off," Enzo agrees smugly.

[notascreensaver]

Upon spotting the familiar green shade of her brother-in-law, AndrAIa takes one look at his outfit, and promptly bursts into laughter.

She's not laughting at you, Enzo, honest! She's laughing with you.

[a1enzo]

Oh, thbppppt. At least you don't match.

Enzo scowls at her a bit, but tries to look dignified. "Hey, not everyone can pull off this look," he declares.

[notascreensaver]

AndrAIa fights back her laughter just long enough to articulate a response.

"I think I saw some sprites in Voltas dressed like that."

[a1enzo]

"Oh, man, I bet!"

He could be referring to the system's moral atmosphere, or just its renowned gaudiness. The world may never know.