[ it's been a little under a month for stephen, maybe the summer here, five years and change back home. he had thought often about the friends he'd made here, though distantly and through the lens of other recent losses. he thought of phillip too, the few hours of easy rest he'd found in those last months in duplicity only to wake up to phillip's slight weight beside him. ]
While I hesitate to celebrate anyone's captivity, it's good to see you as well.
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While I hesitate to celebrate anyone's captivity, it's good to see you as well.