[Softly, with such uncharacteristic tenderness, with such deep, deep devotion:] He's my boy.
[He hugs himself, cradling Sunny with his own arms, one now mangled beyond all recognition. Omori rocks gently in place, because Sunny feels better when he does.]
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[He hugs himself, cradling Sunny with his own arms, one now mangled beyond all recognition. Omori rocks gently in place, because Sunny feels better when he does.]