I don’t. I swear, I don’t. I just remember I went for a weekend trip for some article for the magazine I work in and like, then I woke up and had a bag full of souvenirs I gave to LL and then I don’t know what happened and now I’m here. I could tell I had disappeared because it feels wrong.
-looks like he’s about to cry- is he okay?
I… well… I’m glad you’re back. He’s fine, just misses his dad. -nods-
Can I… can I see him?