[ Just a shaky breath of air escapes him. He manages to conceal it partially by pulling away from the journal. It's a few long seconds before he composes himself enough to reply. ] Th-thank you. Maybe one d-day...she might come here.
[ Maybe one day he might be able to touch, hold, and feel Elise again. But is it selfish to want that here? ]
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[ Maybe one day he might be able to touch, hold, and feel Elise again. But is it selfish to want that here? ]