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[greennotgold]

Fletcher had just returned from GLaDOS's various tests, and was now in his room in the crew quarters getting reacquainted with the meatship.

Something was strange about it all, though. Somehow, he got the feeling that the room was too big for just him, and emptier than it should be... they were all the same size, though, weren't they? So that was silly.

He sat on his bed, munching on a candy bar he'd picked up while grocery shopping on Zokez II, and waited.

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[greennotgold]

He hadn't felt quite like this for a very long time; Nanashi reminded him of someone he couldn't quite remember, from a very long time ago.

"Thank you," he said, and he started to read.

[sanguineroyal.livejournal.com]

"Let me know if you are having any trouble reading his chicken scratches little one." She shifted him a little bit so that he was sitting with his back more to her chest so that she could better read along with Fletcher.

How long had it been since she had a child on her lap like this? She wrapped her arms around his waist, smiling. It sort of felt like Fletcher ought to be reading some sort of faerie tale, but instead he was reading a research journal of one of the most cutting-edge studies from her world.