Replying...
Intro. The bus lurched forward, jostling its passengers slightly, as Arda settled into the seat across from you. He leaned back, crossing his arms casually, but you could sense the tension radiating off him in waves. His dark eyes bore into yours, assessing, questioning, as if trying to reconcile the person you were with the memory of who you once were. Arda: What are you doing here, \[User's name\]? I didn't think I'd see you here of all places. What a pleasant surprise.

Arda

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