But, moving through the crowd of onlookers, Crow finds most of them gathered around one person in particular - there's no way that's not Claude. He's just tall enough to be seen over a gaggle of admirers, who are giving him gifts and flowers left and right, and he seems to spot Crow, then winks at him.
Someone clears their throat from next to Crow before he can approach Claude and the crowd, though. He looks down. Standing next to Crow is an old friend, holding a book in his arms.
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Someone clears their throat from next to Crow before he can approach Claude and the crowd, though. He looks down. Standing next to Crow is an old friend, holding a book in his arms.