[He freezes at the sound of her voice--very distinctly hers and not someone else's. Possibly a double's in this place, the mansion, but even that thought couldn't keep back the almost choking sensation of hope from tearing at his chest.]
... Aoko? [The voice is small and fractured, wavering in uncertainty even though he knows it's not going to carry so she could hear... and so, louder the second time, still just as shakened in sound.] Aoko?
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... Aoko? [The voice is small and fractured, wavering in uncertainty even though he knows it's not going to carry so she could hear... and so, louder the second time, still just as shakened in sound.] Aoko?