Garnet hesitated and looked him over once more, to make certain that he was still alright. No, his wounds were most certainly gone, she ascertained, but he was still insisting on calling her Dagger-- more importantly, insisting that he knew her.
She could recognize his face, in the same manner she recognized faces she had seen once or twice in a very recent time period-- but she was certain she had never actually spoken to him in her life, and his tone was a cause for concern.
Zidane... She knew no one by the name of Zidane. She took a step back from him, lest he try to get too familiar with her, especially given that they'd just met. Her polite smile returned, and she folded her hands in front of her.
"I have never met you, Zidane. I am afraid you may have the wrong girl."
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She could recognize his face, in the same manner she recognized faces she had seen once or twice in a very recent time period-- but she was certain she had never actually spoken to him in her life, and his tone was a cause for concern.
Zidane... She knew no one by the name of Zidane. She took a step back from him, lest he try to get too familiar with her, especially given that they'd just met. Her polite smile returned, and she folded her hands in front of her.
"I have never met you, Zidane. I am afraid you may have the wrong girl."