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Lance walked up to Metatron, speaking quietly.
“Metatron. Will you be…alright, meeting one of your brothers creations?” Lance murmured.
“…I don’t…want you to…reopen past wounds.” He said softly, his expression furrowed into one of concern.
“Metatron. Will you be…alright, meeting one of your brothers creations?” Lance murmured.
“…I don’t…want you to…reopen past wounds.” He said softly, his expression furrowed into one of concern.