[Ishimaru almost doesn't notice her; honestly, he takes notice of the Pokémon before he does the girl leading it. It's...unusual, to see walking Cuisinarts wandering around like that, and it's not a species he's familiar with besides. So he just kind of tips his head a bit at it, and then the thought that obviously it must be trained clicks into place rather easily, and then his gaze is taken by the wig and the girl carrying it and the overwhelming sense of "...Oh."
Oh.
He remembers her face, though he doesn't really remember seeing it in person; he knows he must have, he just associates it with Enoshima, but there's enough cognitive dissonance there for it to not register at all. This is a stranger, someone he'd seen in a photograph once and momentarily mistook for Celestia Ludenberg until he'd realized that no, no, Celes was right there; someone he doesn't recognize but brings a feeling that he can't shake, an awkward sense that he should.
More than anything, she causes something highly unpleasant to flare up, emotions-wise; he can't really place it, but he's not exactly at a point where he really cares - he's a bit too busy trying to figure out how he should react. Should he ignore her? The "correct" thing to do would be ignore her or treat her like a totally random civilian, right? He shouldn't know who she is at all, not if she's taken from anywhere around the time of the killing game; just the same, doing that doesn't strike him right.
What Mukuro Ikusaba has done is unforgivable; just the same, Naegi had said that she was one of their own. As little as he agrees with that, he can't quite dismiss Naegi's words, either, especially since he'd been so determined about it...
...All right, look, there's no sense in pretending, he's too blunt for that anyway and he can't lie to save his life.]
After her previous encounters with her classmates, Mukuro isn't surprised to hear her name once again, spoken by a voice she can remember echoing through the halls of Hope Academy to call out rule breakers. She turns to look at him, stopping in her tracks and Pawniard walking right into the back of her leg.]
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Oh.
He remembers her face, though he doesn't really remember seeing it in person; he knows he must have, he just associates it with Enoshima, but there's enough cognitive dissonance there for it to not register at all. This is a stranger, someone he'd seen in a photograph once and momentarily mistook for Celestia Ludenberg until he'd realized that no, no, Celes was right there; someone he doesn't recognize but brings a feeling that he can't shake, an awkward sense that he should.
More than anything, she causes something highly unpleasant to flare up, emotions-wise; he can't really place it, but he's not exactly at a point where he really cares - he's a bit too busy trying to figure out how he should react. Should he ignore her? The "correct" thing to do would be ignore her or treat her like a totally random civilian, right? He shouldn't know who she is at all, not if she's taken from anywhere around the time of the killing game; just the same, doing that doesn't strike him right.
What Mukuro Ikusaba has done is unforgivable; just the same, Naegi had said that she was one of their own. As little as he agrees with that, he can't quite dismiss Naegi's words, either, especially since he'd been so determined about it...
...All right, look, there's no sense in pretending, he's too blunt for that anyway and he can't lie to save his life.]
Ah...Mukuro Ikusaba, isn't it?
[Let's see where this goes.]
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After her previous encounters with her classmates, Mukuro isn't surprised to hear her name once again, spoken by a voice she can remember echoing through the halls of Hope Academy to call out rule breakers. She turns to look at him, stopping in her tracks and Pawniard walking right into the back of her leg.]
...Yes, that's me.