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With Charlie gone, James put his hands on his belly and patted it gently. The sensation from earlier was there but not as strong when Charlie's hands were on it. Could be since it was a different person, oh well. He could feel them moving around in there, at least at a gentler pace this time. With the purple blanket in hand, he wrapped it around himself as he sat there shaking his head. HOw was he going to get up on his own in the morning?