[The pizza argument is coming back to haunt in the worst way... He blinks as the memory wraps up, ending there, and one hand raises to rest briefly over his own heart.]
...Do you recall that name?
[From when she was even smaller than the distrustful little Shadowheart that hid in the bushes like a rabbit.]
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...Do you recall that name?
[From when she was even smaller than the distrustful little Shadowheart that hid in the bushes like a rabbit.]