Ilia than lowered her face an immense stress. Blake was the same and spoke out to him

"That we're still second-class citizens."

Leon and sun then put their hands on Blake's shoulder.

Sun: "Well, hey, this guy's feeling pretty at home."

Blake than hesitates, and than she spoke, normally.

Blake: "Alright, time to go home."

Sun: "Oh yeah?"

Sun than moved his hand to her other shoulder and pulling her in.

"Which one's yours? Can you see it from here?"

Sun uses his free hand like a visor to help him peer at the houses.

Blake: "Kind of."

Sun: "Is it that one?"

He points to the one away from Blake.

"What about that tiny one down there? I like the paint job

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"What about that tiny one down there? I like the paint job."

Sun spoke, pointing across from Blake. Blake sighed a bit, before taking Sun's intruding arm by the wrist and directing it toward the large house.

"It's

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"It's... that one."

Sun stares for a second before pointing his finger at her with a questioning expression. Blake nods. Sun looks at her for a beat before taking his arm off her and stepping back. He covers the sides of his head and crouches a bit, staring wide-eyed at the house and making a comical, amazed noise. Trifa than fires a webbing from her hand, and shuts his mouth. Leon than covered his mouth and snickered a little bit, finding it very funny. Ilia than did the same thing. 

A minute later, BLIT and Sun walk up the stone steps to the front door of the house. Blake hesitates when she moves to use the knocker.

Sun: What is it?

LIT also noticed how hesitant she is right now. Blake sighed and spoke out.

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