[Hurricroak, you ready to go back now?]
[Yeah...yeah. I think I'm ready to go.]
[Okay...]
...
'It...it can't be...,' Draigo thought to himself as his eyes focused on a particular young woman in the crowd, one who was watching him while leaning against the bar.
A strange, nostalgic feeling overcame Draigo as he finally noticed the woman that was listening to him from a quiet corner.
It reminded him of better days when a certain partner of his would listen in on him practicing by his lonesome.
She had always thought herself to be sneaky, a master spy as it were, but...he noticed she was listening at some point.
'But that was then and this now, so who the heck is she?'
He had never met this woman in his life, hell, the woman in question looked young enough to be his hypothetical daughter.
