( add will, eventually, come to again in the garden. there is no mother's voice humming this time. this time, there's crying, and a weight on his chest. he'll find nene curled up, half on his healed chest as her shoulders shake in heaving sobs, one of the dynamo drones still in her arms while the others are arranged around him in little makeshift beds of flowers and leaves.
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her hands are transparent. )