[the boy hears her and sees her at the same time -- with three eyes between them, they likely had the best night-vision in the entire city (it hardly even felt like night with all that bright shit in the sky, which Badou sometimes stares greedily at and sometimes -- just, doesn't)]
[he can tell its her before her features become clear; the way she walks (feet light and careful), the way she doesn't cry out (vocal chords cut and unhelpful). although he doesn't feel remotely ready to see anybody, much less her, it had been home he was seeking (and, here she is, that piece of it he still knows basically nothing about)]
[moss-eye slack, a lighter held in one hand, he says nothing to her, either to invite or dissuade, and doesn't move a muscle, just watching to see what she'll do]
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[he can tell its her before her features become clear; the way she walks (feet light and careful), the way she doesn't cry out (vocal chords cut and unhelpful). although he doesn't feel remotely ready to see anybody, much less her, it had been home he was seeking (and, here she is, that piece of it he still knows basically nothing about)]
[moss-eye slack, a lighter held in one hand, he says nothing to her, either to invite or dissuade, and doesn't move a muscle, just watching to see what she'll do]