[She leans in close, grinning at him widely, ear-to-ear. She hadn't expected to run into her dear brother today, but she's hardly going to object. The fact that he's holding those swords barely even registers... except that they're kind of familiar.]
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[She leans in close, grinning at him widely, ear-to-ear. She hadn't expected to run into her dear brother today, but she's hardly going to object. The fact that he's holding those swords barely even registers... except that they're kind of familiar.]
It's me... no, you guess who I am.