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[ahogarse]

Something little and dark is crouched under one of the Milliways tables.

It's far enough back in the shadow that you probably won't notice it right away, not glaringly obvious and terrifying, but there.  Enjoying the bustle of a busy bar around him.

There's a certain loneliness to it.

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[weeper_of_blood]

Santi's not so hard to spot if you know what you're looking for, and Le Chiffre's getting a fair bit of experience on trying to find the kid. So, he's there by the table, leaning over to one side to try and get a peek underneath, a sleek black cane being used as a leany stick as he does so.

"Hola Santi. Long time no see." He definitely sounds pleased to have him back.

[ahogarse]

And Santi leaps up, through the table, to give him a hug.

At least there's no danger of knocking him over?

[weeper_of_blood]

The hug is to be expected, and is returned with his free arm and the added bonus of a slight smile.

Santi even gets to hear him try Spanish, which Le Chiffre has been practicing for quite some time, "Missed me?"

[ahogarse]

"Sisisi."

He calls him 'papa' in his head now.