[From his quick survey of his surroundings, it's not long before he pinpoints the flash of red approaching--an unsettling familiar face in a unfamiliar place.]
Sylvain?
[He stands taller, pushing his hair back once again. He makes no move to approach because...sure this person looks like Sylvain, but who knows if they are actually one in the same. His fingers flex again, cursing his lack of weapon, cursing this...place or whatever it may be for tossing him out here so unprepared.]
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Sylvain?
[He stands taller, pushing his hair back once again. He makes no move to approach because...sure this person looks like Sylvain, but who knows if they are actually one in the same. His fingers flex again, cursing his lack of weapon, cursing this...place or whatever it may be for tossing him out here so unprepared.]