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[walking through the halls while looking at some documents. he stops after a while to yawn, rubbing his puffed and tired eyes. he's definitely been up for several days, researching something]

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[smiles, intrigued by this]

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[Timezip, let's say they play for a long while until Ion got tired and he feels sleepy.]

Ah, I'm tired.

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[yawns, nodding]

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[Gets up to lead him out the door.]

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[comes up beside him. "Will you be okay?"]

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I'll be all right. I'm going to sleep.

[Opens the door for him.]

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[kisses his forehead. "Good dreams, Ion."]

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[He didn't blush. He only blinked. Perplexed.]

I hope so.

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[squeezes his shoulder and leaves]

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See you later.

[Ion closed the door and pondered. How many people does his compassionate replica warmed up to? Well, he can't be that person, he knew. Yet he can't be himself.

Luckily, Ion puts no mirrors in his room. He would have punched it into a thousand pieces if he sees his reflection right about now.

When Ion finally asleep, the morning sun rose.]