[The longer she looks, the more she'll come to realize that yes, there are little patches of distortion here and there in the air around Fawkes — nothing particularly explicable in any real sense of the word, but there to be quasi-perceived nevertheless.]
I don't know if I'm able. This...happens after he's gone. I don't know if I can bring him back.
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I don't know if I'm able. This...happens after he's gone. I don't know if I can bring him back.