[It’s the first time his name has garnered any kind of reaction relating to recognition, rather than simple befuddlement at how odd it is to most. But this is not the kind of recognition that Sephiroth is used to, seen in Thancred’s searching gaze and sudden halt to his gait, though he cannot quite ascertain why that is.]
Sephiroth.
[Naturally, it’s impossible not to seek clarification.]
You don’t look like someone from Gaia.
[A domain is a reflection of a Summoned’s home, or so he’s gathered. This is unlike anything that he’s ever seen on his own planet, a touch of something too archaic for recognition, and that isn’t to say anything about Thancred’s clothing. He falls back into step, but not without a question on his tongue.]
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Sephiroth.
[Naturally, it’s impossible not to seek clarification.]
You don’t look like someone from Gaia.
[A domain is a reflection of a Summoned’s home, or so he’s gathered. This is unlike anything that he’s ever seen on his own planet, a touch of something too archaic for recognition, and that isn’t to say anything about Thancred’s clothing. He falls back into step, but not without a question on his tongue.]
How is it familiar to you?