@castilium
Left to his own devices by the familiar hole, it takes Wang Yi a couple minutes to process that he's back. Back in a city he'd written off as a dream at first, because none of this had popped into his head when Sao Ling restored his memories. Waving away the taxi that offers to drive him, Wang Yi sets off for the city on foot, using the time to reorganize his thoughts amidst quasi-familiar surroundings.
He's younger now, on a technicality—stronger too, with better reflexes and new skills. A little shorter than he used to be, slightly thinner but with more muscle. He tries to form ice crystals but the Stars have locked that skill for now, though his physical body is in top form from years of sword-training.
It feels...weird.
"Um." Hands fiddle with the cell phone in his hand, debating whether to check the contacts list for people he know. But it's been ages now, surely they couldn't be—?
He's a little reluctant to find out. Pink flits past his vision next, and he looks up, startled to see someone he thinks he knows. They met at a bookshop or something? But he can't remember her name.
"Hey, uh....I mean, hey wait!" Light footsteps propel him forward, long sleeves fluttering behind him as he rests a hand on her arm.
"Sorry, I think we've met?"
"You're the uhh...detective girl?" A fan of detective mysteries, more like.
"Can you tell me what date it is today?"
