[The name escapes him before he can think better of it - Espio knows full well she likely won’t remember him. After five years in places like this, he’s seen people come and go enough times to know that.
Hell, even if she does happen to remember him, she wouldn’t recognise him in this almost-human form he’s been saddled with. He knew her when he was still his original chameleon self.
He shakes his head, and leans against the rocky walls.]
II
[The name escapes him before he can think better of it - Espio knows full well she likely won’t remember him. After five years in places like this, he’s seen people come and go enough times to know that.
Hell, even if she does happen to remember him, she wouldn’t recognise him in this almost-human form he’s been saddled with. He knew her when he was still his original chameleon self.
He shakes his head, and leans against the rocky walls.]
What’s this? Target practice?