[ Comes the answer from the other side as Molly grumbles, sticking his head in from the back door where he's been repairing a tear in his coat (if he only had some beads, it wouldn't show at all).
Instead he sees Beau's face, and his red gaze follows hers to the most beautiful sight in the world. Yasha. ]
Oh. Oh. You're back. You're here.
[ His voice is full of awe and joy and pain all in one. He's missed her so much. ]
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[ Comes the answer from the other side as Molly grumbles, sticking his head in from the back door where he's been repairing a tear in his coat (if he only had some beads, it wouldn't show at all).
Instead he sees Beau's face, and his red gaze follows hers to the most beautiful sight in the world. Yasha. ]
Oh. Oh. You're back. You're here.
[ His voice is full of awe and joy and pain all in one. He's missed her so much. ]