[Subtle, Allen. Mikleo might not have even noticed had you not yelled as you fled from view. As it is, the noise catches his attention just in time to see a flash of white and a very confused Clay being pulled behind the display.
And that's... odd... so Mikleo can't help venturing closer, poking his head around the corner.]
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And that's... odd... so Mikleo can't help venturing closer, poking his head around the corner.]
Allen? Are you alright?