[Gold couldn't help the small whimper crawling up his throat. He wasn't planning on stepping closer, but he felt his knees weaken, and it caused him to step closer.]
My boy... [He took another step, incredulous, hand reaching out for Bae as if still trying to tell if he was real or just a figment of his imagination. His voice sounded more like a cry or a plea than a statement by now.] My boy, you're here...
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My boy... [He took another step, incredulous, hand reaching out for Bae as if still trying to tell if he was real or just a figment of his imagination. His voice sounded more like a cry or a plea than a statement by now.] My boy, you're here...