[ Gladio grunts when the man steps in his path, would have barreled right over him if he hadn't noticed him flattening himself against the wall in an effort to step out of the way of the crowd. He's acting weird, cagey, way too apologetic. The hell is his problem? ]
Hey. You're in the way.
[ Hang on, this guy... he's familiar. In that strange collision of his memories - the last decade of uninterrupted darkness and memories of living here - they contradict one another but both feel real. Whatever, he recognizes the man. ]
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Hey. You're in the way.
[ Hang on, this guy... he's familiar. In that strange collision of his memories - the last decade of uninterrupted darkness and memories of living here - they contradict one another but both feel real. Whatever, he recognizes the man. ]
Hm? Don't I know you?