Memories of you begin with the way you flick your hand in that strange way, close your eyes and say, "Ok~" at the end of a sentence. Memories of you with your mouse-like face, cheerful voice saying, "Gwenny!" and a great, nice hug. Memories of you and me backstage, telling each other we can do it, we can do it. Memories of a strange little hoppy dance. Memories of mock-quarreling over my 'grand-daughter', who needs to sit in my wisdom chair. Memories of us agonising that Qian started growing distant from either of us, when she used to tell us almost everything. Memories of the two of us, Governor and Opium Merchant, pretending to be gay, and watching Ms Ong's amused but proud face from across the Quadrangle. Memories of watching you rush off to finish DDC work, because your com crashed. Memories of X14. Memories of much Subaru and Kamui squee-age, memories of TwElven. Memories of writing together with you and Shu. Memories of playing with your hair, pawing at my hair. "Gwenny smells nice." Memories, last year, of you and Edlyn running
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Okay, I have no common sense anyway.
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