[ private forever~ ]
[ That's... not the name she was using the other day. Was it like...?
Ah, no sense in wasting time before responding. The surprise is brief, and the smile sticks. How many times has he had to do this? Twice? Then there were the multitude of other, similar introductions. If she pays close enough attention she'll see all the similarities to his brother, and all of the differences, too. The waves in his hair, the way he carries himself, and that pupil-less right eye that reflects the light rather... oddly. ] You're right, we haven't, but I've heard a bit about you.
I'm Neil Dylandy. [ And then the briefest awkward pause.. ] --the old Lockon. [ How he can say that with a grin and not add on "and yes, I'm not dead" is all a matter of patience and practice. ]