The toys get a curious examination, but he understands why Sam has kept them. Mementos of those that he'd known, those that he'd known and cared about in the past. Perhaps one day soon, he'd venture down into the market to pick up a model of their Jaeger for Sam.
A slightly abashed smile as he straightens. "I'm sorry. I am.. not used to belonging anywhere. But this is nice. It feels like home."
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Date: 2014-12-08 11:26 pm (UTC)A slightly abashed smile as he straightens. "I'm sorry. I am.. not used to belonging anywhere. But this is nice. It feels like home."