[This whole switching-and-switching-back thing is starting to get really old, really fast. But he isn't about to let the girl he stalks Martel be when she seems distressed. So Fake!Cloud enters your living room, but by the time he makes it to the door of the room she's standing in he's back to himself momentarily, being sneaky and quiet as usual.]
[She thinks she possibly might hear something maybe back in the other room, so she turns to go check and whoa, it's a Yazoo. She offers a slight smile.] Good afternoon. [She gets the feeling he's got a reason for being there, though.]
[And Martel knows what that means, from him, so she's grateful. But she shakes her head slightly.] I mustn't dwell on it. Nothing good ever comes from getting stuck in the past.
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This was my brother's room. No longer, I fear.
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He has been taken?
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I am sorry.
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