[He’s a familiar figure against the night sky, one she hadn’t expected to run into. But she shouldn’t be surprised in finding her friends among the other newcomers: they all always seemed dragged into these things together. Her shoes are removed to relish in the unique feel of sand between her toes, avoiding rocks and pebbles among the darkness as she approaches him.]
Shiro? [With everything that’s happened back home, there is a shred of caution in her voice.] Is that you?
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Shiro? [With everything that’s happened back home, there is a shred of caution in her voice.] Is that you?