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Volana looked up from her dwindling supply of food as another soul dropped, for lack of a better word, into the seat across from her. Her attempts at removing the tinge of anticryo that still clung to her tongue temporarily halted.

"[color=aquamarine]Privyet,[/color]" she responded in kind, a faint smile playing across her features as she recognized the greeting. There was a slight pause, primarily as Volana combed through memories over a decade old now to fit a name to the sandy-blonde hair and bright eyes. "[color=aquamarine]Stojanović, yes? Looks like you thawed out all in one piece, lucky you.[/color]"

She gave her arm a wave, the rest of the limb still resting on the table next to her food.

"[color=aquamarine]It's a good thing I keep spares though huh.[/color]"