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Pierce still wasn't sure how he felt about all this. He'd been in Snowbound for a few days now, and his memory was still filled with so many holes, the only things filling them a few emotions that meant nothing without context. There had been so much loneliness in his old life, but he didn't know why. He had his family. Wasn't that enough? Yet something told him it wasn't, that there had been something happening, that he was missing someone, but who? Who was it that mattered so much to him, that he needed so badly, that he didn't have? He had Riddler, his... friend? The title felt wrong, but he'd go with that for now. And he had Clem, his sweet daughter. Was there really anything else he could possibly want? The feelings still came sometimes, fleeting, though nonetheless painful and confusing. He just wanted everything to go back to normal.The tom had just been heading out of his caves to explore a bit, his worn red scarf that he had always used for the heavier snows wrapped around his throat, when he heard his own name being called. He knew people around here, sure, but no one he would really call a friend. That Jacob kid was nice, sure, and the leader here was really cool, but that was about the extent of how he knew anyone around this place. He doubted very many of them knew his name, and if they did, they wouldn't be looking for him. Raising his head, Pierce perked large ears in Vinny's direction, his steps quickening as he neared. [color=#F5CA72]"Are you from home?" were the only words he uttered to the canine when he came to stand before him, amber visionaries desperately searching for something familiar on Memento's form, in his face. Were they friends, enemies? Something about him was eerily familiar, but he couldn't quite place what it was. "I- I'm Pierce." That was probably already clear, though.
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