[ This is... a little strange and twisted to him. He's the same Jakob, but he keeps saying he's serving a lady- a lady who, by all accounts, is pretty much mirroring his life. He's really not sure how to react or understand it, and had he not been in this place long enough to know that even familiar faces could come in with unfamiliar experiences, he'd have thought of an impostor taking his place...

But Jakob is the same, isn't he? He's speaking of his lady so kindly that it almost hurts a little, and of experiences he hasn't had with him, but... this other him. Who's a lady.

And who Jakob seems to be really devoted to.

That's what makes him hesitate when he asks him who he is, though... there's no harm in a name, right?

He's not the same person... ]

I... I see. It sounds like you've both... experienced a lot together. But please don't worry— ...it's important to hear out those that have newly arrived here.

[ He shifts a little, feeling uncomfortable, but he does give Jakob a small smile. ]

Oh, sorry, I'm‐