[His hand shifts, moving to perfectly match the handprint. Definitely his. His skin pulses with heat for a moment - not enough to burn, but enough that it might jog Eichi's memory a bit better.]
We've definitely met.
[He removes his hand then, and turns his attention back to Eichi's face. He looks sick again...]
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We've definitely met.
[He removes his hand then, and turns his attention back to Eichi's face. He looks sick again...]
You alright?