I see. [While still steady, his voice hushed very slightly. A stranger would make the situation easier. Knowing he was from the Crystarium, Takame wasn't sure how he felt. He wanted to keep dismissing it as coincidence, much like when he first encountered the Exarch.
It couldn't possibly be G'raha Tia. The kami are not that kind.]
... I've called the Crystarium home myself. [But his face and his voice. And the smallest sliver of home Takame hasn't felt in months. Desperation for the familiar made him take the next step. Literally as he shuffled a tiny bit closer.]
I pray you'll forgive my boldness but... have we met before?
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It couldn't possibly be G'raha Tia. The kami are not that kind.]
... I've called the Crystarium home myself. [But his face and his voice. And the smallest sliver of home Takame hasn't felt in months. Desperation for the familiar made him take the next step. Literally as he shuffled a tiny bit closer.]
I pray you'll forgive my boldness but... have we met before?