[Hakkai folds his hands together, fingers lining up with careful precision to fill the silence that stretches before he continues. So Suzaku has remembered something, then.
Another emotionally charged memory, it seems. It's almost always like that.]
But as I stayed longer, more and more memories returned to me.
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[Hakkai folds his hands together, fingers lining up with careful precision to fill the silence that stretches before he continues. So Suzaku has remembered something, then.
Another emotionally charged memory, it seems. It's almost always like that.]
But as I stayed longer, more and more memories returned to me.