Stone Circle instead of the cross, the Albatross, about my neck was hung

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"Mixed blessings, then," he said in response, a little sheepish at her high praise. He still remembered the crush he'd harbored toward her before, even though it was strangely absent in the present. She was still Krypton, and she could still make him flush beneath his fur.

"Of course," he said firmly when she expressed her graditude at her welcome. For Day, it would never have been any other way. He hadn't been around on the day that she left, but he assumed it'd been on good terms. No one had said anything bad about her, at least. And Day had, of course, always remembered her fondly. It hurt him to see her in such a vulnerable state, and he hoped that she'd settle in quickly and be restored to her former glory.