[It has, almost, the sound of a question instead of a statement, but not quite. It was possible, he supposed, that there could be more than one person who looks the same somewhere out there in the countless worlds. Certainly he and 'Ansem' bore a certain striking resemblance but that was for Reasons, not mere multi-world coincidence.
Xemnas did not believe in coincidences. After a moment he slips the feather into some unseen pocket on his person.]
Then who are you? For you bear a ... certain striking resemblance to the one whom I had named. Older perhaps...
[Besides which, that flinch suggested more than coincidence.]
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[It has, almost, the sound of a question instead of a statement, but not quite. It was possible, he supposed, that there could be more than one person who looks the same somewhere out there in the countless worlds. Certainly he and 'Ansem' bore a certain striking resemblance but that was for Reasons, not mere multi-world coincidence.
Xemnas did not believe in coincidences. After a moment he slips the feather into some unseen pocket on his person.]
Then who are you? For you bear a ... certain striking resemblance to the one whom I had named. Older perhaps...
[Besides which, that flinch suggested more than coincidence.]