[ it’s a good family, dextera thinks. he loves his birds, and all the other animals he’s met as well. he loves the people here, too—even the ones that have hurt him in some ways, he may not love, but their oddities are somehow nostalgic. he appreciates their presence. ]
I am.
[ with guren on his side, and a chocobo behind him, dextera finally feels like he can close his eyes without sending himself into a panic—so he does. ]
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I am.
[ with guren on his side, and a chocobo behind him, dextera finally feels like he can close his eyes without sending himself into a panic—so he does. ]