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[Not one to notice when a tense moment could be interrupted, Haro piped up.]
Feldt! Lockon!
[Lockon wanted to snap at Haro. Of course he knew her name! That wasn't the problem.] They... they got you, too. [That was the problem.] But you're-- You look so... different [His tone was uncertain. He pushed a hand into his hair, clutching at his scalp. The splitting headache was not helping things. He clenched his eyes shut and inhaled with a hiss. Lockon took a step back, hard, and almost staggered. First the others, then Lyle, and now her? What kind of luck did he have?]