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[Did he hear that right? She just--] Oy, Haro, you brought someone new in? [He sighed, pulling on a plain red shirt, and belting his blue jeans, before he opened the door to the stairway.]
You should have at least asked me f-- [His eyes quickly took in the form that looked up at him from the bottom of the stairs. He had to have been imagining things.
That's the uniform that he had seen Lyle and Setsuna and Tieria wearing.
That hair color. That face. Those eyes.
She looked smaller than she might have, if she were standing in front of him, and that might have only enhanced the memory of her age. Could he be dreaming?
His throat had not been too sore, but suddenly the dryness made it difficult to speak.] F... Fe-- [Lockon's replacement right eye reflected light strangely, compared to his left, natural one. His hair was a mess. He could probably have used a shave. His hand would not let go of the doorknob, and his face as like he was staring at a ghost.]