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The new base was almost perfect. Even the echoes matched; Ritsuka’s footfalls triggered half-forgotten memories of the time before.
One detail needed to be added. The woman knelt beside her bed, scanning underneath. Much to her surprise, a box was already there.
The cardboard box she stole from the supply closet was gone, replaced with an intricate metal one. Golden light dripped through the cracks.
“I knew, of course.” Da Vinci said, materializing beside her. “Eventually you’ll have to decide. I’m not telling you to pick me, but...”
Ritsuka didn’t have to look up to know the wink that followed.