"So, is this what you wanted to show me?" Xavier's eyes squinted slightly.
His sharp eyes glossed over three individuals as he looked at them from top to bottom. Halting his steps, he raised his brow and pointed towards one specific individual. One whose face was riddled with scars.
"…he is?"
"That's 876"
Joseph replied.
"…876?"
Frowning slightly, Xavier licked his teeth underneath his lips.
"Just where have I heard of h—Ah!"
Smacking the palm of his hand with his fist, Xavier finally remembered.
"He's the one that came into our headquarters on fire?" Looking at Joseph, he asked. "That's him? What happened to his face? I thought that the extent of his injuries only amounted to burns, where did the scars come from?"
"That…I'm not too sure myself. I've never asked." Joseph replied with a bit of embarrassment.
