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The Hermit, in the guise of a once and future (?) flatmate gave Emma a glimpse of three Christmases that might have been, or rather, were for Jag and her other self. Things she wouldn't have gone looking for in the cards, but when the opportunity arose, she had to know.
( I wouldn't mind checking in on him later. He could always use a hug. But... no. No, I came to see you. He already knows what I'm meant to show you. If you'd like to see. )
( I wouldn't mind checking in on him later. He could always use a hug. But... no. No, I came to see you. He already knows what I'm meant to show you. If you'd like to see. )
