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Lannen's features were passive as he listened to this young man speak. He just let the words flow over him, letting silence enfold them both for a few moments after he had spoken his piece. He was certain now that he had never met this youth, had never crossed his path here or in Maine. He let the meaning of his words filter through his mind, unsure of how he should react.

Apollo Haddix was his nephew, someone with ties of blood that bound them both together. He did not know the content of this boy's character. He wouldn't have been able to guess his name, or his deepest desire. Lannen didn't know how this boy chose to live his life, or where he called home. But at that moment, it didn't matter to the ivory colored male.

Lannen swallowed his indecision, and the blankness fell from his features. A wide small spread across his face and his brown eyes lit up in welcome. He had yearned for some sort of connection to something, to someone that could reconcile the discrepancy between his past and present. And here was a member of his family, in the flesh, right here. "Apollo, I'm Lannen," he said, walking forward and clasping his hand warmly - it seemed strange to even think of embracing him as family, but he was glad to have this contact at least. "It is so great to meet you."
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