[ yang quietly takes in all of those images while rubbing small, lazy circles on her shoulder. the estate she's seen before, but not the others, and it feels as if some of the pieces that make up blake click into place.
softly, ]
You grew up in those places, didn't you? With your parents and the White Fang?
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softly, ]
You grew up in those places, didn't you? With your parents and the White Fang?