@estdevium.
Rui’s – admittedly, gotten a little lucky with familiar faces. Hanako being his Hanako had been luck only, Rui thinks, and he’d pushed it by assuming Nene was the same one he knew (even if she was). Rui had... Rui had been forgotten before, so even though he recognizes Dean, he makes no attempt to insinuate that he does.
It’s easier that way, admittedly, in case Rui has been forgotten about again. While he hadn't been particularly attached, it's less than... ideal, to know someone else doesn't know who he is anymore. He knew how badly it had hurt him once upon a time when Hanako didn't know who he was.
So as he gazes out at the fog, one hand flexing out at his side to resist the instinctive want to play with his threads even if there's no threat at hand, Rui doesn't admit that he knows the face nearby.
"Are you meaning to take care of some of the statues yourself?"
Rui glances over his shoulder; the attempt to repress his threads doesn't work very well, because after only a few more seconds his hands have both raised, and he stretches a web idly out in front of him.
"You'd better be prepared before taking a step outside. Those things are relentless."
