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[His eye flutters slightly at the gentle touch. He closes his eyes again at the question. His voice is quiet.]

I haven't made any decision. I told him to leave... that's all.

[Because he was hurt. Because Vil couldn't stand to see that shattered smile and know it was him who conjured it.

But, if he was honest with himself... part of him didn't expect Cater to return.

His gaze opens again, and his hand flexes slightly as he inspects Rook's work.]

I suppose he shall. Thank you, Rook.

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