[ Akua's feet stop, when the light found him, and her eyes narrowed, taking in the shape of him. From the bruises and swelling, the way he moved back as if fearful. There's the familiar hair, and the mole underneath his eye, that really -- truly cements it in her head. The question was... was it a doppelganger, or was it something different?
Her fingers did not drop, but she took one look over her shoulder, at Vash, to gauge if she should be fearful before she decided that it didn't matter. She was powerful enough that this boy could not stop her, she decided.
Akua, perhaps, had too much pride, at times. ]
You there, come here.
[ She ordered like this was just a random child on the street, and not someone who looked like he'd just been through the worst beating in his life. ]
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Her fingers did not drop, but she took one look over her shoulder, at Vash, to gauge if she should be fearful before she decided that it didn't matter. She was powerful enough that this boy could not stop her, she decided.
Akua, perhaps, had too much pride, at times. ]
You there, come here.
[ She ordered like this was just a random child on the street, and not someone who looked like he'd just been through the worst beating in his life. ]