... [Rin takes a seat next to Yukio, picking up the other book and holding onto it. Much tighter than he realizes. He knew the moment the cover opened his guilt and sadness would rush back... but even Rin knew Yukio was right about the good memories being held within the book. ]
...Is that us as babies? [Asleep on top of a much younger, and clearly tired Shiro on the couch.]
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...Is that us as babies? [Asleep on top of a much younger, and clearly tired Shiro on the couch.]