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       _{⊰ ❆ ⊱ —— An almost cat-like yawn.}

                                                               _”Mmm…“ 

    _{Jack balances on a bed post. The absurdity of it is lost on him. "Elsa.” The tip of his staff prods her shoulder once, twice, three times in succession, his head tilting to the side in curiosity. “The sun’s in the middle of the sky.”}