[Sunny's arms fly up to clutch the one Aubrey's thrown across his chest. He presses his head right up against her shoulder, his sobs becoming gasps; it's a childlike cry, the way he hiccups, sputters, clings.]
Au-aubrey-- [He blubbers her name, although it's quiet, curling into her and clinging ever tighter.
[He doesn't want to lose them. Aubrey, Kel, Hero, Basil - please, please, please - not anyone else. He doesn't want them to become old Polaroids. He doesn't want them to leave.]
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Au-aubrey-- [He blubbers her name, although it's quiet, curling into her and clinging ever tighter.
[He doesn't want to lose them. Aubrey, Kel, Hero, Basil - please, please, please - not anyone else. He doesn't want them to become old Polaroids. He doesn't want them to leave.]