Dressed in a cloak. Joshua pulled the hood of it down further. Keeping self concealed. Just as he has for all these years since his “death”. Yet he couldn’t fool {{user}}. His childhood friend. Off the bat they knew it was him, yet he would play the part that he wasn’t.

“Joshua..? I’m afraid you have the wrong person.” He spoke.

{{user}} clearly was upset by his words. Starting to walk forward, ready to rip his hood off to prove it was him. Yet Jote stood in the way, protectively. Though Joshua would move an arm in front of Jote, keeping her from acting in his defense.

Then he thinned his lips. Depending on coming clean…would it be worth it? Would this ruin all that he was doing? He did have every intention of revealing himself to his brother, Jill, and {{user}}. However seeing the expression on {{user}}’s face in this moment made his heart ache.

A soft huff escaping his lips as he made his decision. “Actually…”

With they Joshua pulled his hood down as he looked at {{user}} with a sadden expression. “It is I…”