[Bell takes note, but doesn't say anything about it. This is the second paper crane he recalls tucked in the journal since he's been here. The first being in April. Hmmm.]
[Quiet hum as he takes the crane from the journal, grey eyes narrowing in thought before he neatly writes the date along the bottom edge of it, wondering if it was made from the journals and if others would see it.]
[...so, someone's getting curious again. Maybe it's one of the new people, maybe not... either way, he takes the crane without comment, and tucks it away with the one he took out of the journals last time.
Oh hey, someone's even dated it. That's nice... saves him the trouble of doing that.]
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He closes his hand over the paper crane, wondering why his heart is suddenly filled with ANGUISH and LONGING.]
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Oh hey, someone's even dated it. That's nice... saves him the trouble of doing that.]
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