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[ Dewey is visibly a few years older than usual today. On most days, he's ten years old - but today, he's thirteen. That may not be much of a difference, speaking strictly mathematically, but at those ages it's definitely noticeable.

What he has done on this lovely winter day is bundle himself up, take his portable keyboard, and head to Xanadu with it. Year-round spring, regardless of weather? He still loves snowball fights, forts, and the like, but this is a nice break to have from the City's winters - far harsher than he's used to. When he gets there, he finds himself a bench, unbundles himself from his winter gear, and takes out his keyboard from its case (it's far less burdensome when he's this size). And then, he begins to play: ]

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betteratlife. As far as he knows, he arrived in the City at the same time he actually did but was older to begin with. ]

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[He looks older. Closer to her age. Pai lurks in the background, watching Dewey play, watching him talk to other people. (He makes it look very easy.)]

[ Dewey's pretty good at awareness of his surroundings, and this certainly isn't the first time Pai's hung back and watched him. So when the other people eventually clear out, he addresses her without looking. ]

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