[A small smile warms Akira's features, further toasted by the wine, and he rubs his fingers along Shoyu's ears and spine until she wilts bonelessly into his lap, purring.]
[He looks up at Goro's question, hesitant.] ...of course I do, it was more home to me than where I grew up ever was.
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[He looks up at Goro's question, hesitant.] ...of course I do, it was more home to me than where I grew up ever was.