[And Robert begins to thread his way through the amusement park, his steps as practised as Daisy's when she led him there. It doesn't take long for them to get to the arcade, as bright and colourful and noisy as ever - although significantly less so than it was when he was last here.
The aforementioned console stands empty, currently running through a demo reel of the game. Little sprited turtles, undeniably mimicking the ones Robert saw - and in Don's case, touched, loved - run across the screen.
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[And Robert begins to thread his way through the amusement park, his steps as practised as Daisy's when she led him there. It doesn't take long for them to get to the arcade, as bright and colourful and noisy as ever - although significantly less so than it was when he was last here.
The aforementioned console stands empty, currently running through a demo reel of the game. Little sprited turtles, undeniably mimicking the ones Robert saw - and in Don's case, touched, loved - run across the screen.
He doesn't approach it, at first. Just stares.]