[Lucina takes the napkin and looks over the sketch with a pensive frown, quiet for a long beat.]
It... It does seem familiar, but... [squinting.] Somehow, a little out of my reach. But-- [she grimaces, one eye closing as pain sears just behind it, prompting her to rub at her temple.] It's...hard to define...
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It... It does seem familiar, but... [squinting.] Somehow, a little out of my reach. But-- [she grimaces, one eye closing as pain sears just behind it, prompting her to rub at her temple.] It's...hard to define...