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@summonersauronbane from x
“How could I forget?” The man replied, a grin upon his lips that would surely have reached up into his eyes, if they were visible. As it was, he let out a light laugh instead, shaking his head slowly.
“It was a day I doubt I could ever forget. My first adventure in Ionia… With a young man that has grown so much since then,” Here his grin turned to a conspiratorial smirk. Another small chuckle, and shake of his head, “Do you still have the outfit?”
影 — It was a strange sensation that settled over him like smoke in a room. Something not dissimilar to when Zed bestowed upon him his approval, but without the weight of expectation. Without the brutality that seemed to ripple in everything his master did. Without the expected subservience.
The smile that twitches on his lips is cautious; unsure, but he is not certain that he mislikes it. There is no cruelty in it, and Ezreal seems to soften around the edges. “I do,” he responds, “though it grows smaller every day.”
