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[artsyGeek]

.. there were more. There were more folks like him here. He knew it, he knew he wasn't alone here.

He noted the existence of the phantom and the killbot. The latter, especially; For hopefully obvious reasons, he's a tad worried of unintentionally invoking its ire. But—

.. a familiar voice greeted him.

[The other two entities can wait. For now, Syringe needs to catch up with an old friend. Darting through the gaps between the crowds (and taking care not to knock anyone else over if they can help it), they make their way towards Kartono, already feeling more rejuvenated than they had in a long, long time.] "Heyyyy! Hiiii!"

He looked at the person, and it didn't take long for him to realise just why it felt familiar. The person he helped escape from Mission LLC.'s grasp all those years ago.. This was them. In the flesh, alive and well.

"Oh, hey!" he greeted the Saint in return. It felt as if he met with an old friend again. Which, isn't wrong, per se; They were in good, if rather short, terms with one another. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"