I'm sure it did.

[ help. the rapidly cycling vibes make him have to muffle a quiet laugh with his free hand. it's cute that he scooped up till so easily - briefly, his thoughtshare reflects an image like a photograph of the gang singing karaoke that one curfew night, all fond and warm. ]

I think we'll find a way. Our group certainly does not mind being up close and personal.

[ he says. holding del's hand. there's a beat, and then, softer: ]

...I hope we have one last festival.