[Her reactions go unnoticed by him, lost in thought as he is, and it isn't until she holds out the picture for him to take that he looks up, grasps it carefully between two fingers before sliding it into the pocket of his uniform without casting it so much as a glance. He'll leave that until later, once alone and unobserved.
Instead, he pastes a sharp little smile onto his face, one hand reaching out to idly pat the top of Lily's head, so casual that it seems an automatic reaction rather than an attempt to cling to her proximity whilst he still has the chance.]
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Instead, he pastes a sharp little smile onto his face, one hand reaching out to idly pat the top of Lily's head, so casual that it seems an automatic reaction rather than an attempt to cling to her proximity whilst he still has the chance.]
Here we are, then. Time to let them go.