Nocturne Summit chateau lobby #4

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Suddenly, overtaken by confusion Pyro's body froze completely. He could hear the grey bear's voice, but the words did not make sense. Of course he was alive! Why would he not be alive? There was no time to ask these questions, for the boss promptly issued a call for seemingly one of his inferiors. Tryp was his name, and Pyro's eyes traveled away to the form that materialized in the distance and almost barrelled its way to them, all in growing befuddlement. He didn't even notice the other shadow retreating.

He wanted to shout a loud and clear WHAT THE F to the winds when he recognized his brother's face, but Pyro was still basically a statue and Vass had taken the word for himself. He didn't quite understand why his brother was being called Tryp, or why even would he call himself that way, but he picked up the plea to go along with it in his beloved brother's gestures. T-Tryp! he exclaimed, struggling to even pronounce the strange name. What are you doing here, bro? he asked, confusion and struggle clear in his voice and eyes. You're with them?? he added at the end of the question pile.

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