[The recognition is a bit unsettling. To know in some way that you're being perceived. Yet it's difficult to hide yourself in these circumstances, and even more troublesome still to try and hide from someone who may very well be so much like you — enough to know the warning signs. Tohsaka refuses to acknowledge it. However she does offer:]
Tohsaka, [Her surname should be enough for now, right?]
[She picks at the scab cut across her palm. Peeling away the freshly semi-healed skin. Ugh, by the time this is over her perfect complexion will probably be gently scarred.]
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Tohsaka, [Her surname should be enough for now, right?]
[She picks at the scab cut across her palm. Peeling away the freshly semi-healed skin. Ugh, by the time this is over her perfect complexion will probably be gently scarred.]
Do you find it easier trading with strangers?