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he looks at her for a long time, belt stretched over his jittering knees. je'von rocks on his ankles, criss-cross, palms pressed hard to keep him stable, grounded. a hard thing for the two of them, but manageable in company. so much is changing for him, and so fast, too, that he can't quite manage to put himself all the way back in sol's shoes. "it's comin'," je'von says, with the conviction that a simple truth warrants. "they eat you and your girl up every time y'all show out. 'sides, you're killing it." he nods to both of her prizes, smile widening with each bob of his head. "you about to be sol-four-belts. biggest change is gonna be gettin' through tsa with all them."