[He looks momentarily abashed, and then a look of odd concentration crosses his face. Either he's experiencing deja vu, or the faint tugging at his memory is something real that he hasn't quite the capacity to remember just now. He lets the other man rearrange their hands, and lets the fond tone of his voice sooth his worry that he's forgotten something important. That gets pushed to the back of his head, for now.]
It's the strangest thing, but I can't shake the feeling that I knew someone like you, once. A long time ago.
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[He looks momentarily abashed, and then a look of odd concentration crosses his face. Either he's experiencing deja vu, or the faint tugging at his memory is something real that he hasn't quite the capacity to remember just now. He lets the other man rearrange their hands, and lets the fond tone of his voice sooth his worry that he's forgotten something important. That gets pushed to the back of his head, for now.]
It's the strangest thing, but I can't shake the feeling that I knew someone like you, once. A long time ago.