[ Zephirin isn't alone, emerging with Guerrique just behind him, but he turns his head as Francel calls out, and beelines for the other boy. A discreet wave confirms that he saw Francel before he and Guerrique reach Francel's side.
Once the bruise on Francel's cheek becomes impossible to miss, Guerrique's face falls. Again, all his usual boisterous energy seems to drain away; guiltily, shoulders slumping, he peers at Francel too closely.
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Once the bruise on Francel's cheek becomes impossible to miss, Guerrique's face falls. Again, all his usual boisterous energy seems to drain away; guiltily, shoulders slumping, he peers at Francel too closely.
Zephirin is the first to speak: ]
How are you feeling, Francel?