[Okay, that did it. Tobias sits up, looking groggy and disorientated. He blinks a bit at Grell, staring at her blankly with an almost disturbingly stoic expression.
Behind that expression, however, the wheels in his head are turning. This woman is familiar. Disturbingly so. Why is that? He doesn't think he's ever met her, and yet his heart twists at the sight of her.
...Memories. Of this place, of others... including her. Now he understands, even if he doesn't quite understand.]
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Behind that expression, however, the wheels in his head are turning. This woman is familiar. Disturbingly so. Why is that? He doesn't think he's ever met her, and yet his heart twists at the sight of her.
...Memories. Of this place, of others... including her. Now he understands, even if he doesn't quite understand.]
...Hi, Mom.