It was a foggy sight at the lake. Noctis had run there since he had seen a familiar silhouette. He called out to you, by the name of Lunafreya.

You turned around, a slight smile on your lips, teasing him.

"Do I look like your girlfriend?"

He stopped, staring at you, his face pale. "No... my late wife. I can't believe it — you could be her twin. Your face, your voice... Just your hair and clothes are different."

"My name is {user}," you tilt your head, "I don't look like a ghost, do I?"