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[three_smiles]

*Michael is sitting quietly in his room with a piece of soft leather and a needle, but he isn't sewing. He's just been in this thread, and he's experiencing one of his first human emotions. The ones he's been capable of all along, but not know how to use. Actually, he still doesn't know what it is. He defined 'sad' for Gavin, but he's repeating

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[permanent_blur]

*ros is watching, like he does, like a child curious and used to making himself small so the adults don't notice him and hurry him away -- but he touches the corner of the leather, a little, and he sits down across from michael -- small*

[three_smiles]

*looks up at him, and remembers to stitch again, automatically*

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*watching, watching -- and a small smile* hullo --

[three_smiles]

*softly* Hello, friend. *there's a slight hesitation before friend, enough to show that he suddenly remembered*