[She doesn't turn immediately, but there isn't any mistaking her when she does. Her hair is different now, and she's obviously grown up - she doesn't look anything like him, not that they looked all that much alike to begin with. She's taken after her mother almost entirely; it would be difficult to forget that woman and even more impossible to forget Camilla.
Relief quickly turns to ice in his veins at her expression. There isn't anything really off about it - it's exactly as it should be, aside from her eyes. He has never seen anyone look so angry and calm at the same time, so furious and enraged while keeping their expression tempered exactly as it should be. He's certainly never seen anyone level a gaze like that at him.
For a brief moment, he wonders if it really is her. There's no mistaking it, but...
It's difficult to tell if she wants to sweep their past together under the rug or if she'd greatly prefer to kill him right now for... some reason. Why? He struggles to remember the night Camilla disappeared, when Garon told him that she'd been killed... But his memories of that time are hazy at best. One day she'd been a permanent fixture in his life, the next she was supposedly dead.
Maybe father hadn't known. Maybe her death had been faked to escape House Krakenburg. He can't really say that would be all the surprising. Some of his other siblings have gone missing (or worse, ended up dead) so maybe all of this was a ploy to get Camilla away. Perhaps she blames him for everything that happened to her and her mother. It's hardly fair, but it's not as though it would be the first time Xander's been blamed for his father's actions.
To his credit, he doesn't wither under her gaze. He does look confused - both at her words and her demeanor. He isn't sure what's causing that intensity in her gaze, but he needs to find out.]
...I thought you were dead. I was told— That doesn't matter now. Camilla, what are you doing here?
[He's not going to start playing some stupid game of pretending not to know her. There isn't anyone around right now, otherwise he'd reconsider his stance on that. No, she's his sister and he desperately wants to fit the pieces of this puzzle together in a way that makes sense. And perhaps just as importantly, he wants to know that she's okay.
It's kind of hard to imagine she's doing okay when she's glaring at him like that, though.]
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Relief quickly turns to ice in his veins at her expression. There isn't anything really off about it - it's exactly as it should be, aside from her eyes. He has never seen anyone look so angry and calm at the same time, so furious and enraged while keeping their expression tempered exactly as it should be. He's certainly never seen anyone level a gaze like that at him.
For a brief moment, he wonders if it really is her. There's no mistaking it, but...
It's difficult to tell if she wants to sweep their past together under the rug or if she'd greatly prefer to kill him right now for... some reason. Why? He struggles to remember the night Camilla disappeared, when Garon told him that she'd been killed... But his memories of that time are hazy at best. One day she'd been a permanent fixture in his life, the next she was supposedly dead.
Maybe father hadn't known. Maybe her death had been faked to escape House Krakenburg. He can't really say that would be all the surprising. Some of his other siblings have gone missing (or worse, ended up dead) so maybe all of this was a ploy to get Camilla away. Perhaps she blames him for everything that happened to her and her mother. It's hardly fair, but it's not as though it would be the first time Xander's been blamed for his father's actions.
To his credit, he doesn't wither under her gaze. He does look confused - both at her words and her demeanor. He isn't sure what's causing that intensity in her gaze, but he needs to find out.]
...I thought you were dead. I was told— That doesn't matter now. Camilla, what are you doing here?
[He's not going to start playing some stupid game of pretending not to know her. There isn't anyone around right now, otherwise he'd reconsider his stance on that. No, she's his sister and he desperately wants to fit the pieces of this puzzle together in a way that makes sense. And perhaps just as importantly, he wants to know that she's okay.
It's kind of hard to imagine she's doing okay when she's glaring at him like that, though.]