[It's small enough to be missed, but there is a tiny smile on Abbacchio's face when Mista looks back. It's tired, faint, and the grief in his eyes are still apparent, but he's still grateful to not be alone right now.]
Huh, so you say. Well, don't lie; Moody Blues and I will know for sure.
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Huh, so you say. Well, don't lie; Moody Blues and I will know for sure.