tenth entry; action

[awingofhope]

[Florian just got out of the clinic for good! He's quite pleased with this and home now, opening the door with a big smile.]

I'm home, Sync!

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[toosynchronized]

[He was standing facing away from the door, one hand to his mouth in a dramatically "worried" position. When Florian enters, he whirls to face him, and gasps!]

But the medics said you were in a coma!

[awingofhope]

[The dramatic whirl and gasp startle the poor derp and he jumps back a bit, but... this must be a new game!]

A coma?

[toosynchronized]

You don't remember... You must have amnesia! Or...

[A second gasp now, jumping back slightly.]

You're an imposter!

[awingofhope]

An imposter? I don't know what you're talking about, Sync!

[there are tears in his eyes, hands clutched to his chest. There'd be a dramatic swoon if he wasn't too busy walking forward.]

You don't recognize me?