[there's someone else who's pretending to blend in, but he's the sort that would only really blend in if he had a milling lower-class crowd to hide in. In a fancy and sparsely-populated tower, however? Not so much. Scarred up, missing an eye, the kid stands out a little.
And he almost walks into her as he goes skulking around the corner of one of the halls, stopping just short of her.
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And he almost walks into her as he goes skulking around the corner of one of the halls, stopping just short of her.
Whoops.]