[ it's still surreal, to see jenny light a cigarette like a normal person. it never stops seeming out of place to him. it always makes him think she's acting tougher than she really is -- and having known midnighter, it's hard not to think how much stronger she'd look right now, with his towering frame looming over her, his gloved hand on her shoulder.
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See you around, I guess.