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Grayday gaped at the young man before him, wondering if, once again, he was mistaking another for his son. But this time, Sunny's scent accompanied his image, and Grayday couldn't stop his tail from wagging even as an ever-present pain sharpened somewhere deep in his chest. "Sunny?" Day laughed, his voice cracking a bit. He cleared his throat and went on. "Look at you - what's in the water over here, huh?"

He couldn't stop marveling over his son who was a man, now - As big as Grayday was, even if he wasn't quite as filled out yet. That would come with age, though.

"You're all grown up," Day murmured, horrified to find that his eyes felt a little moist.