[Scorpia's a bit puzzled. One minute, she was touching her Winter Mourning to test it out. The next, she finds herself in an elevator with a familiar face. She raises a friendly pincer as she greets her with a confused smile.]
Oh, hi there, Ange!
[...Wait. make that two familiar faces.]
...And... Another Ange! Or... do you have a sister?
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Oh, hi there, Ange!
[...Wait. make that two familiar faces.]
...And... Another Ange! Or... do you have a sister?