[She doesn't have the words. There he is, alright. Diego Armando. In all his glory.
And for once, something he was wearing wasn't just a fashion accessory.]
I...Didn't realize you're...
[She slowly goes and picks up the visor and almost hesitates giving it back to him--his face is definitely Diego's, but it's so much...older. Sadder. Heavier. She takes one of his hands and presses the visor into it.]
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[She doesn't have the words. There he is, alright. Diego Armando. In all his glory.
And for once, something he was wearing wasn't just a fashion accessory.]
I...Didn't realize you're...
[She slowly goes and picks up the visor and almost hesitates giving it back to him--his face is definitely Diego's, but it's so much...older. Sadder. Heavier. She takes one of his hands and presses the visor into it.]
...I'm so sorry. I...I got carried away.