[He walks in silence for a while. He wasn't really expecting to run into someone when he returned to the city (although, in hindsight-- who was he kidding? Everyone was in Goldenrod...) so he had absolutely no idea what to say. Especially to Ken.
But after a while, he absentmindedly kicks up a little bit of snow, turning his head to look up at the sky -- it was getting darker and darker.]
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But after a while, he absentmindedly kicks up a little bit of snow, turning his head to look up at the sky -- it was getting darker and darker.]
...Today was the day my father died, back home.