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It’s been awhile since he's seen Daniel-who suddenly prefers Dan-and Elijah almost misses him, almost doesn’t pick him out of the crowd. Once upon a time Elijah never would've missed that too-tousled hair, those soft blue eyes; it doesn’t seem fair that they were once that close, were now this far. Across the room Dan is laughing, eyes crinkled, teeth a flash of white, and then Dan’s eyes meet his, only for the space of a nod-just a lift of chin, really-before Elijah turns away, thinking only on what might have been, rather than what was.