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          Though the ravenette is certain that the intensity of the other’s oceanic gaze, she can’t help but feel somewhat rigid at the act. Hypocritical, to say the least, as staring with such an eye is one of her own personal faults. She attempts to shake the stiff shudder away with a more civil answer, alas solution eludes her grasp. It seems the two of them are stuck with the bothersome notion of past acquaintanceship. “Uh, I don’t believe so…But, maybe it’ll come back to me. I’m sure it will,” she offers softly, voice trailing even further towards the end of her statement. “Eventually…”

         _{Eyebrows furrowed in thought—surely there was a way to get past this. Hovering and glancing around a potential acquaintanceship that may have already existed was not a way to leave a situation and her own curiosity was beginning to get the better of her in that moment, so pressing it was. They did not know each other well, nor really at all, not as far as either of them could remember but all the same. ”Maybe… talking through it will help?” A superficial suggestion that likely would not be taken, but oftentimes simple talking through things could help substantially. Whether it be through memorization or sorting of thoughts.}