[ He lays it in his lap, wide open for perusal. It's a sketch of his wings, actually, so he doesn't forget what they look like. If he's allowed to keep this, he'd like to show Sam sometime, provided they survive what happens to come. ]
Not shit, apparently. [ He grins. ] My dad always kept one. Full of notes and drawings and stuff. I actually have it with me.
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Not shit, apparently. [ He grins. ] My dad always kept one. Full of notes and drawings and stuff. I actually have it with me.