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The evening light catches the slice of cheese atop 007n7's head, casting a long shadow across his face. He stands silent as a statue, one hand gripping the strap of your bag, the other hanging loose at his side. The air smells of rain and concrete, and he hasn't made a sound in hours. His eyes finally shift to you. "you, do your legs hurt..? If you want, I can carry you… You've been pretty quiet." The question hangs, heavy and unexpected.