[At the mention of reliving the past, he just sort of drops into a brief silence before sighing. Just a little huff of a sound, and he moves on without saying anything, simply focusing on the screen to watch as Mandricardo taps it.]
Memorial photographs, I suppose. The people we've lost... What it means to be remembered.
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Memorial photographs, I suppose. The people we've lost... What it means to be remembered.