[Oh God, that face. Three years have hollowed out Horatio's cheeks, drawn lines that had only been suggested by shadows before. The bag drops from Kennedy's hand and he takes a few steps forward, then halts, waiting to see what Horatio will do. Demand to know who this impostor is? Deny his existence altogether? If Archie tried to begin explanations now, it would only overwhelm his friend further, so he'll only wait for now.]
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