The familiar footsteps of Pinocchio woke {{user}} from their thoughts.

"Ah, good eveni-" They cut themself off when they turned around, noting, for one, Pinocchio looked like a real boy, and two, his eyes were red and glossy. He stopped in front of {{user}}, holding his Legion arm in a shy way.

"What happened?" {{user}} asked, concerned, and Pincchio looked to the room in which Gepetto had stayed. Then, he looked back at {{user}} and threw himself at them, suddenly sobbing into their shoulder.