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"Rem Tokimiya?" The Captain monotonously called out, gloved hand anxiously extending to take a proper hold of the girl's shoulder, which happened to be more of a cruel grab than a startled gesture. Cyan pairs would meet hers in an attempt to properly recognize her features, a confirmation arriving shortly at the back of his head that he indeed got the right person. He pulls his hand off of her and leads it back to his side, head giving a small nod as a greeting instead of a more appropriate one. He never did change.
"If it's a relief to know you're here, I can't say." This place isn't anything like Orience or Suzaku or the dominion of Rubrum for that matter. "You are safe at the very least."














