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He entered, looking around, noticing the fact that so much of this new room's furniture was covered in sheets. He figured she just wanted to keep dust off of whatever was underneath. "So, what is it that you wanted to talk abo... what!?" At first, he didn't quite notice it, but then it occurred to him. He was talking. It's not like he couldn't, before, but something just kept him from doing that. He looked to the back of his hand, expecting some kind of magic from his massive backhand marking, resembling the triforce, but, shockingly, there was nothing there, the marking gone entirely, "Wh-What happened, is this what you called me here to talk about?"
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