[As he sits in the chair, he'll be able to hear the sound of someone else approaching from behind the chair across from him, even if no one seems to be there.
But then, from seemingly thin air, a petite woman materializes in the midst of sitting down. She folds her hands together, and they rest gently on her lap. Of course, Sieghart will recognize her long before she actually looks up to meet his eyes.
When she speaks, her voice is familiar, too, but there's a heaviness in it. A weighted sort of melancholy, similar to what he'd heard from her head before.]
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But then, from seemingly thin air, a petite woman materializes in the midst of sitting down. She folds her hands together, and they rest gently on her lap. Of course, Sieghart will recognize her long before she actually looks up to meet his eyes.
When she speaks, her voice is familiar, too, but there's a heaviness in it. A weighted sort of melancholy, similar to what he'd heard from her head before.]
Why are you here?