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Never thought I'd see him again.

See whom?

My little brother.

Did he go away somewhere?

He....died. When I was eight.

*eyes widen*

Oh! Then how - is he a ghost?

I don't know. I mean...no. He's not a ghost, I just don't know how...

I'm just glad he's here.

*curiously* Not a ghost? That is most strange.

I hugged him, so he can't be a ghost, right?

I have never hugged a ghost before. But that would not make much sense...

He's just....here. I should probably wonder more about how it happened, but he's all the family I've got, so all that matters is that he's here.

That is very sweet. I know I would miss my brother very much if he died, so I am glad yours has returned to you.

Thank you. I don't know....I've missed him.

That would be very difficult to endure. I'm glad it is better now.

I think it really will be better now.

That's good.