[ He's eased out of his trancelike stare into the flames by the gentle interruption of Clara, but it isn't unwelcome at all. He blinks out of it and looks around - it's just them now, and that's fine with him. ]
My little brother.
[ Maybe not the answer she expected, but there it is. ]
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My little brother.
[ Maybe not the answer she expected, but there it is. ]