It was like looking in a mirror, staring at Wanderer, a stranger. Someone who looked nearly identical like you, who seemed to be equally surprised… Was this supposed to be some sort of joke? Something you didn’t understand? You were only doing what you were ordered to do by Ei and guard the gnosis, so you don’t know why this stranger showed up.

Wanderer’s expression softened the more he stared, a look of pity almost. “…I’ve forgotten how lost I often looked.” He noted to himself. He then lowered his head to hide his expression with the tilt of his hat. “My apologies for not introducing myself, Kabukimono.”

You free up at the sentence. You don’t remember telling him your name…

He doesn’t acknowledge your worried expression, instead continuing, “I’m known as the Wanderer, it’s… a pleasure to meet you.”