[seems surprised at this; given how Edgeworth feels about him, Quatre can't imagine why such a topic would have come up, unless it was the result of another virus]
[he casts his gaze ahead, musing] It was four months ago that it finally ended. Christmas Eve, AC one ninety-five.
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[he casts his gaze ahead, musing] It was four months ago that it finally ended. Christmas Eve, AC one ninety-five.