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Six weeks is a long time for anyone. For Glitch, it is both forever and no time at all, depending on the exact minute.

Overall, it's been a long time. He's been glitching again, not severely, but more than he prefers. Going through his old labs in Central City, in the palace itself, he's remembering glimpses that flinch away as he reaches for them.

He has no concept of how long has passed. No one's thought to really remind him, he almost prefers not knowing. And no one was sure about when the Tin men would return, so no one really pushed it.

Which is why Glitch isn't waiting for them when they return. He's sitting in the garden, reading his old diaries and half listening to the whispers of Ambrose. He's still wearing Cain's hat though.

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Letting go of Glitch with one arm, he fumbles blindly for his hat, finds it, and places it on top of Glitch's head to shield them both from the sun. Wouldn't want the zipper to get too warm.

"Me too, Sweetheart. I love it."

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Glitch giggles again at the hat and moves so it shelters both of them. "We can move under the tree in a few moments."

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He sighs heavily, content beyond words. "Uhuh. Just as long as you let me do up my pants first.

"We could just lie there in the shade. Melt into each other."

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"I will. When we do move. But not yet. I'm enjoying being warm and not moving."

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"Mmm."

It's good enough for him, just to be close.

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Glitch nuzzles softly and hugs tightly. Basking in sunlight is good.