the search

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Remy pushed through the Forrest in the imagination like a knife through butter. Deceit struggled to keep up with his husband. 
Remy stopped and started panting.
He almost instantly recovered and lept through the brush again.
The next time Remy stopped and took a small break Deceit put his hand on Remy's shoulder. "Remy take a break."
"He needs to be found."
"We don't need to take a break"

"NO"

"Remy. He would have stayed in the imagination. So we should not search the his original home." 

"No not there. Probably to many bad memories."

"Just don't trust me."

"I always trust you."

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