[ And as if they couldn't have predicted it, the Duskull ignores Ronald's suggestion, twirling through the air back towards his owner. He comes up behind William's head, rubbing his floaty arms over Will's hair and making a right mess of it. ]
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[ William closes his eyes, willing himself to just breathe calmly. ]
/o/
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[ William closes his eyes, willing himself to just breathe calmly. ]