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... as expected of him.
Bartholomew, however, froze.
He wasn’t used to this. Someone bowing to him, lowering their head with that kind of respect. It wasn’t admiration meant for Trafalgar alone this time, and that realization caught him off guard. His shoulders stiffened, hands hovering awkwardly at his sides as he tried to remember what he was supposed to do, what posture he was supposed to take.
"Tra-trafalgar..." he murmured under his breath, leaning just slightly toward h ...
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