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Gave the familiar pilot a slight grin, with a wave of his glove hand. “Hey there, old man. Haven’t seen you in awhile. What’s shaking?”

“I ain’t that old, son.” His frown then slowly turned to a smile as he waved back to the blonde hero that went by the name of Snow. “And everything’s been fine— living as much as I can to the fullest of my ability.” He grinned. “How you doing, trench coat? How’s you and Serah?”