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[What free time he has he spends in the gardens, sitting quietly and reading in the flowers. Sometimes his eyes are barely open; though he still turns pages, it's more out of the habit of movement than anything else. The breeze on his face isn't exactly real, but it feels real enough that he leans into it, a small smile forming on his lips, book tumbling unnoticed from his fingers to the grass below.]
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[What free time he has he spends in the gardens, sitting quietly and reading in the flowers. Sometimes his eyes are barely open; though he still turns pages, it's more out of the habit of movement than anything else. The breeze on his face isn't exactly real, but it feels real enough that he leans into it, a small smile forming on his lips, book tumbling unnoticed from his fingers to the grass below.]
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