Adette saw him come him, the noise of it rushing through the hanger, crumbling the beautiful silence into dust, and giving her no room left to sing. Adette mourned the loss of this almost perfect night.
When he climbed out of his mech, we would find here looking up at him, her arms folded under her chest, and a rag hanging out of her hand. she looked quite cross as she stared daggers up at him.
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Adette saw him come him, the noise of it rushing through the hanger, crumbling the beautiful silence into dust, and giving her no room left to sing. Adette mourned the loss of this almost perfect night.
When he climbed out of his mech, we would find here looking up at him, her arms folded under her chest, and a rag hanging out of her hand. she looked quite cross as she stared daggers up at him.