[He appreciates the distance, noting it absently. When Gene stands next to him he takes a step to the side, looking at the Warden while he looks at the pictures. He rakes a hand through his hair, still holding the page down-- more because he doesn't want it to flip to the next page than wanting to keep it on this one.]
Three, I guess? He's four now. Ange used to take him to get his picture taken, when I was in France.
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Three, I guess? He's four now. Ange used to take him to get his picture taken, when I was in France.