[ For a long moment after the memory ends, Ken doesn't move - he stays put, still crouched down and looking at the flower, his hand still just a few centimeters shy of touching it.
And then, once he's had a moment to collect himself, he yanks his hand back and glares at the flower. ]
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And then, once he's had a moment to collect himself, he yanks his hand back and glares at the flower. ]
I hope a bug eats you.