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Hiro eyed the man up and down as he struggled to get the right key for the door. Nicely built, and well dressed with good intentions to boot, Lycie was a far cry from the various men whom he had associated with in the past.
Catching a whiff of the man's jacket, Hiro's tale flicked somewhat and he pulled it tighter around him for warmth. He pressed himself against Lycie, leaning his head against his shoulder and gleaned much comfort for the closeness.
Supposing this man could be trusted, Hiro decided to speak.
"Thank you, thank you so, so much"
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