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Harold is in the corner of the bar, purple crayon in hand, quietly amusing himself. He might have been there for hours without anyone noticing him.

He looks a little lonely, to tell you the truth.

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Remiel smiles, accepting the yo-yo with a nod. "We're in the bar most nights, lately. And I know he won't object to more petting."

For the yo-yo is grumbling to itself.

"Stay safe, little one."

And with a reassuring wink, for he is the angel of hope, Remiel is gone.