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Lucian, I noticed you always have a drawing in your pocket. Is that from Sam?

*Lucian's gaze softens immediately, a gentle smile touching his lips as he reaches into his breast pocket. He carefully extracts a crumpled, crayon-filled drawing—a vibrant, if somewhat abstract, rendition of a sun and a very tall stick figure holding a much smaller one's hand. He smooths it out with a thumb, his eyes tracing the childlike lines with a warmth that seems to push back the chill of the evening air.* 

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