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[shall_go_free]

The door opens, and Xas steps through, tapping snow off his boots and unwinding the scarf from around his neck

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[giftedthom]

*Thom says, expressionlessly* Two years.

*and takes a seat on the table, legs swinging, looking down at Xas*

Not cold, huh?

[shall_go_free]

Xas looks up, smiling more than faintly.

"No. I couldn't fly at most altitudes if I were."

Something flickers in his eyes, and he raises an eyebrow.

"Two years?"

[giftedthom]

*He shrugs.* Yes. You missed -- Halloween, is it?

[shall_go_free]

"Oh?"

He blinks.

"It would be that time of year again, wouldn't it."

Here, at least.

"I lose track."