[Once, Mami would have instinctively skated away. Reclaimed her distance, her personal space, a thing she defends and yet a thing she sometimes utterly hates. But here, now, she just gives a slow shake of her head.]
Ah....We used to be. Maybe we will be again. [Mami executes a neat spin and begins skating backwards without losing speed, her eyes still distant and thoughtful.]
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Ah....We used to be. Maybe we will be again. [Mami executes a neat spin and begins skating backwards without losing speed, her eyes still distant and thoughtful.]