[He almost opens his eyes when he feels Polnareff take his hand. He'd expected that Polnareff would have gotten up to get something, or he'd feel something be placed into his lap. But he keeps his hand relaxed and his eyes closed until he feels the ring slipped onto his first finger. Bruno curls his fingers some to hold onto Polnareff's hand as his eyes open. He feels his heart skip a small beat when he looks at the ring, and for once, it's not such a bad thing.]
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Jean . . . [he breathes quietly.]