[Oh, Luceti. Messing with our times and such like no ones business. At least he takes the calm and analytical approach, as usual exempting the cases someone or something he cares for is threatened.]
Sorry. Not quite. [...It was like the time with those four all over again, except this time... he was the confused one, too. Albeit for a different reason.]
The last one? [She can probably see the faint hint of a smirk before it fades completely into a somewhat guilty look as he writes.] ...A simulated Hollow Bastion.
[Written]
Sorry. Not quite. [...It was like the time with those four all over again, except this time... he was the confused one, too. Albeit for a different reason.]
The last one? [She can probably see the faint hint of a smirk before it fades completely into a somewhat guilty look as he writes.] ...A simulated Hollow Bastion.