Luke, Natalia-- Look what was here this morning.
[he holds up the snowglobe -- carefully; his hands aren't the steadiest and he'd hate to risk breaking it.]
It's Auldrant, isn't it?
I wonder if this is the world without the Score.
[he looks at it with quiet affection in his eyes, seeming to get lost in it-- and then he lets out a soft laugh.]I'
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