[A pointed connection, reiterated to match his prior claim. His mind is a live wire, an echoing din where the even the city itself fails to create any noise, alive with the whispers of so much more. It's withheld a moment later; Ren opts not to torment his fellow host.
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[A pointed connection, reiterated to match his prior claim. His mind is a live wire, an echoing din where the even the city itself fails to create any noise, alive with the whispers of so much more. It's withheld a moment later; Ren opts not to torment his fellow host.
And then, after a beat of weighted silence:]
I know your face.