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Patience is a becoming trait.
Surprise fell over the shade's open mouthed feature as, in the next instant, he pressed the back of his fingers to his lips, trying to quell the growing smile. He had found the outburst unexpectedly amusing, and as his eyes crinkled, Jun nodded, starting towards the door. "Let's go find your relatives then," he said, unable to completely hide his mirth as the sentence wavered beneath a loose chuckle. The door opened, and as if sensing an exit, the butterfly bobbed out of the store, circling patiently outside.
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