[ Jim watches in silent, hopeful curiosity as Zell digs around in his pocket. The bracelet, when it comes out, gets a giant grin. Another reminder of Zell, another little piece to keep all to himself. He offers his wrist and a kiss at Zell's temple. ] Copycat.
[ He can't even manage to sound teasing, though; it just comes out adoring anyway. ]
Let me see. [ He means the one Zell did on his own bracelet. ] You found these here?
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[ He can't even manage to sound teasing, though; it just comes out adoring anyway. ]
Let me see. [ He means the one Zell did on his own bracelet. ] You found these here?