originally posted in:The New Dojo
“Aww, don’t sniffle. I don’t know what’s happened to my home in the past 25 years!” He exclaimed, forcing a laugh. “What matters is living here, and now. Though if you ever [i]do[/i] get the chance to return to your homeworld, I’d love to come with you.”
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She stopped sniffling, looking up at Vance. “Yeah; sounds alright, for the most part. I mean, I don’t even know when to come back. But for now...I might as well stay here.” She had told him. “Never caught your name, by the way.”
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“Ahh... call me Lysander.” He said. At this point, giving out false names was an ingrained habit of his. It was nothing against Shila, for Vance gave a different alias to every single person he met. “And you, miss?”
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“Shila. Simple as that.” She replies. No one exactly knew of her group, thus it would make sense that she tells her real name; at the time, she wasn’t under any risk of death from any bounties employee by the merge or anything like that.