[Henry replies and then just stares at this...being...like one might stare at an alien. And for good reason. Just look at him! The handprints, the footsteps, the shapes all suddenly make sense as his memories snap into sharp focus.]
[And he is named WRATH. It isn't too hard to figure out who and WHAT this little furball is.]
[He opens his mouth. Then he closes his mouth. It's hard to decide which question to ask first but he fuckin' KNOWS who he is going to ask. The photographer shoots something like a glare at Envy and points at Wraath.]
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[Henry replies and then just stares at this...being...like one might stare at an alien. And for good reason. Just look at him! The handprints, the footsteps, the shapes all suddenly make sense as his memories snap into sharp focus.]
[And he is named WRATH. It isn't too hard to figure out who and WHAT this little furball is.]
[He opens his mouth. Then he closes his mouth. It's hard to decide which question to ask first but he fuckin' KNOWS who he is going to ask. The photographer shoots something like a glare at Envy and points at Wraath.]
HOWHERE?
[Two questions at once.]