[ Nana lifts him up, and peers a bit closer to his face. As if looking for the tears that were running down along his cheeks. Were they there? Were they not? The hand clutched tightly to his own did not let go after helping him up, and another reaches out to cup his cheeks. Running a thumb searching well for any tears that he were speaking of.
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Personal space? Did not exist. ]
Hmmm...? I don't see any tears?