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The smell of coffee and spice. The warm, inviting lights. The quiet drone of the TV in the air, with pots quietly bubbling and kettles whistling in the background. Within these elements, he stood behind the counter, silvery eyes looking at anything, everything, and nothing in particular as he manned Café Leblanc by himself-- on this normal day of this normal life he found himself living. Until, the bell above the door chimed..