[ It's a homey smell, like nothing in Norfinbury - the inn is laid over their vision and then gone in a blink. Jim doesn't comment on it as he looks around at Zell's memories of his home.
It's pretty and Jim can imagine Zell here - younger, just as rambunctious, growing and working toward SeeD.
Jim freezes at the sound of Ma's voice, his eyes darting to Zell. Just a dream, he reminds himself as he follows his boyfriend slowly. ]
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It's pretty and Jim can imagine Zell here - younger, just as rambunctious, growing and working toward SeeD.
Jim freezes at the sound of Ma's voice, his eyes darting to Zell. Just a dream, he reminds himself as he follows his boyfriend slowly. ]