He wanted to say a lot of things, most of which were not well thought out in the slightest, and it had always been fairly obvious when he was chewing over his own words, thinking better of them after all. The shock that had rattled through him subsided as she smiled, and he found himself finally returning the gesture in his own demure way.
"No, I suppose I don't." Lockon, Allelujah reminded himself. "It's good to see you, Chris."
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"No, I suppose I don't." Lockon, Allelujah reminded himself. "It's good to see you, Chris."
It's been a long time.
For me, anyway.