Ever-so-carefully, ever-so-gently, Vector Prime brings the snowflake back to examine it. He turns it over slowly, optics locked on to its intricacies, hand-made as they are...
He looks utterly enchanted with it.
"...I believe I do. Thank you very much, my friend."
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He looks utterly enchanted with it.
"...I believe I do. Thank you very much, my friend."