Enkidu... [ He repeats, the name holding no familiarity for him. But there is something about the young green-haired figure that Jin Zixuan does recall, distantly in his alcohol-clouded brain.
He doesn't give a fuck about whatever the hell a Mandrake is. He does, however, care about figuring out how he knows this person. ]
I've... met you before? I think. Where did I meet you before?
[ Enkidu may not recognize him. Jin Zixuan had still been human when they had met, shortly after he arrived in this world. His appearance is much changed now, with blue-green feathers sprouting out from his head, neck, and arms. ]
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He doesn't give a fuck about whatever the hell a Mandrake is. He does, however, care about figuring out how he knows this person. ]
I've... met you before? I think. Where did I meet you before?
[ Enkidu may not recognize him. Jin Zixuan had still been human when they had met, shortly after he arrived in this world. His appearance is much changed now, with blue-green feathers sprouting out from his head, neck, and arms. ]