[ The voice surprises her, pulling her out of her thoughts and Saki turns a few paces into the maze to look at him. Her hands go immediately clasp behind her back and, unseen, she pulls off her wedding band and keeps it locked tight in her right fist. ]
Hanamura, hey, [ she greets, a bit breathy. In the time she was in Demeleier (and he was and wasn't) she only got better at her fake smiles. ] Where did you come from, I didn't even see—
[ Not caring that Saki's in the middle of her sentence, the maze gates swing close with a loud clang, effortlessly locking into place. ]
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Hanamura, hey, [ she greets, a bit breathy. In the time she was in Demeleier (and he was and wasn't) she only got better at her fake smiles. ] Where did you come from, I didn't even see—
[ Not caring that Saki's in the middle of her sentence, the maze gates swing close with a loud clang, effortlessly locking into place. ]
...you.