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Shadow finds himself sitting on the ledge of a seawall, his attention drawn to his Doom Wings.
"Hey, Shads!" Sonic sits down beside him. "Something on your mind?"
Shadow thinks for a moment, piecing his jumbled thoughts into a coherent sentence.
"Icarus lost his wings when he flew too close to the sun, but when I flew too close to the sun-" he gently taps the round tan patch of fur on Sonic's chest with his fist- "I ended up finding mine."
Sonic opens his mouth as if to say something, but decides against it, smiling softly and scooting closer.