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An early morning sees a reunion. Both North and Wanda are glad to see each other, even if history doesn't quite mesh anymore.
( So he expected his throat to close up again, a band of silence constricting his vocal chords the way it had each time he attempted to speak. )
( So he expected his throat to close up again, a band of silence constricting his vocal chords the way it had each time he attempted to speak. )