[ So - no. That doesn't take them out of the memory. Somewhere in Byerly, there's a little curl of panic as he wonders if the creature is going to show up here - if he's sleeping, dreaming again - But it doesn't feel like a dream. It's sharper-edged. He's more in control. And yet -
To suppress the fear, he turns his attention on the blue-eyed child before him. Recognizably Nash - good heavens, he hasn't changed anything about himself in the intervening thirty years, has he? - and good for a bit of amusement. He tilts his head towards the adult Nash and coos: ]
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To suppress the fear, he turns his attention on the blue-eyed child before him. Recognizably Nash - good heavens, he hasn't changed anything about himself in the intervening thirty years, has he? - and good for a bit of amusement. He tilts his head towards the adult Nash and coos: ]
Look at you. You were adorable.