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❛   LIIIIGHT,  oh light  !   ❜     a bounce in her step as she dances over to him ; shopping bags momentarily neglected onto ground, giddiness over the holiday  &  the sight of her fiance apparent with melodramatic movements.  it isn’t long before she’s clinging onto his arm, cherry lips pressing to cheek with a giggle.  ❛   there’s my valentine !  oh, i got you the cutest little tie  when mochi took me shopping --  deep reds really make brown eyes POP, y’know !   i read that in a magazine.  ❜  

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              ❝ Oh... Sorry, sorry. I was expecting someone... ❞

                  ”He’s doing a better job at punishing criminals                       then the justice system is, that’s for sure.”

           This guy reminds him of himself. He's a c t i n g.                  Charm is coming off of him in every direction, but the                smile on his lips does not match the glint in his eyes.                He's hiding something. Ren knows because he hides                his former self every day from more people than he                can count. Being a s t a r with a twisted past is quite                tiring, but his skill as an actor leaves him with the oh,                so obnoxious need to observe everything. He knows                what emotions are used when and how to express                 those emotions. This boy is expressing what he does                not feel, and while Ren doesn't dare bring it up to him,                he can't help but watch the expressions he wears now.