[Purple's glowing white eyes, looking at him knowingly, still curve up as if there's an invisible smile underneath them. Still holding his hand, too - in fact, they give it a warm, little squeeze.]
Ah, of course. Forgive me - you know how easy it is for an old immortal like myself to forget.
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Still holding his hand, too - in fact, they give it a warm, little squeeze.]
Ah, of course. Forgive me - you know how easy it is for an old immortal like myself to forget.