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She was staring at nothing in particular, garnet red eyes looking but not seeing.
Minako frowned. She knew that lookâshe had seen it on Setsuna's face countless times before. This was the same expression the older woman wore whenever she was lost in memories long since passed.
When Minako placed her hand on top of Setsuna's, she felt the small trembles as those tanned hands twitched and ached in a desire to help people who no longer existed.
"Come back to me," Minako whispered to the woman who was years away.
Her voice was soft, but it was enough.
Setsuna blinked and, slowly, she turned her head to face Minako. Tears shined at the corners of her brilliant eyes, but they did not fall.
Minako brushed them away with her fingertips, and she smiled. "Welcome home."
A moment passed in silence but then Setsuna returned the smile. "Home," she repeated. Her voice cracked only a little and the old memories faded from her eyes.
She took Minako into her arms and held on tight.
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