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Mad Eye Touz A left foot and a hop brought Plymouth close to the middle of the stairs - and much closer to Cela than he had been in ages. Bittersweet is what it was.
"If that's what you want." Plymouth shoved his hands down into his pockets, deep as they would go.
Hop hop.
"If you... don't want to... I... um..." Cela let out a little sigh.
"I miss you..."
And she made a study of the ribbons around her ankles after that admission.