[Kaneis knows all too well about there being multiple dimensions, and multiple versions of a person. Because frankly, he had to deal with it every time someone showed up that knew him from somewhere]
[But to have one show up now? To actually deal with the thing that keeps haunting him in the flesh and bone? When he recovers from the shock, he buries his face into one of his hands that are propped up in the table out of sheer frustration. His braid hair slumps over his shoulder. His words come through gritted teeth]
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[But to have one show up now? To actually deal with the thing that keeps haunting him in the flesh and bone? When he recovers from the shock, he buries his face into one of his hands that are propped up in the table out of sheer frustration. His braid hair slumps over his shoulder. His words come through gritted teeth]
Ugh, you gotta be kidding me-!