“. . . It’s as much of a choice as you make.” Roui chuckled sheepishly.
“Not that I’m suggesting running. . . I’m quite certain the Baron would have our head on a pike by the time we even consider it!”
“Like a puddle of mud, seeming to be shallow, but when you step in. . .
Oh! How I’ve found myself so lost in these stars and. . . Man, am I so glad to have found you. No one wants to talk about them!”
Roui shook the hand gently, retreating his shortly after and glancing down at it.
“Haven’t disappeared. . .
I suppose we do. Fancy Tsourai Constellations?”
"Yeah.. So much for an introduction huh.."
He hesitantly reached until they touched. Such a strange feeling..
"Heh I guess we'd have a lot in common then."
“Yeah, I’m talking to MYSELF.
I feel like my coffee had more than just sugar in it. . .” He held his head in disbelief.
Shaking his head, Roui attempted to collect himself, “Um, well, greetings, I’m Roui. . . b-but you already know that.” He shakily reached out his hand.
“It’s, uhh. . .
I haven’t looked at a calendar recently. It’s Yuni, I don’t know the exact date, though. I can’t say I’ve been back in the Vardo for some time.”
Roui rubbed the back of his head, giving a sheepish, albeit unsure, smile.
"Of course I do! Though it's strange.. We both know them.."
Definitely a lot of confusion...
"Oh no I hope not! I honestly don't know what is going on.. Wait.. What year is it? We can test that theory."
“So, you. . . know Serban? Vander? Brilla? Emeral?” Roui asked, looking over.
There was slight anxiety and fear towards the other, but also curiosity.
“This isn’t some time paradox, right? I’m not gonna touch you then disappear?”
"You think I'm not freaking out about this too!? I have no idea what's going on here!"
"I just saw something that looked like me and here you are!"
He sat down near him. They both needed a minute...
“. . .”
Roui felt his head get light from their answer, prompting him to sit down a moment on the grass.
“. . . This isn’t happening. . . First a talking PLANT, now another ME!?!”
Breath in, breath out. . .—
“How are you. . . me? I—.”
"I'M NOT LYING! WHY WOULD I LIE ABOUT SOMETHING THIS INSANE!?"
He was doing exactly the same. They looked exactly the same... Even the clothing...
He finally calmed down a bit.
"Antiquity obviously..."
//Not me looking it up because I really did forget-
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ME!?! I’M ROUI!!” The Sahash exclaimed, more confused and upset than he was angry at the accusation.
Deeply sighing, he crossed his arms, examining the other’s features. It felt like looking at a mirror.
“If you’re Roui. . . Who’s my favorite musician?”