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"I don't think you are, no," comes the quiet response of Versailles, padding over and sending a nod in greeting their way. She doesn't know who he is but feels a small spark of recognition - not necessarily based on identity, more on personality. Something about him reminds her of herself from an earlier time, the fleeting feeling of self-doubt, of being small washing over her again. It's familiar in a sense that the way he's acting now isn't too far off from how she'd been before, and that immediately makes her feel something close to kinship towards him, not that she'd ever dare admit it. She hardly knows him, after all. "I don't think we've met. I'm Versailles, and you are..?"
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