Projectile aimed towards me, coming in directly from the front. Fairly slow speed, nonthreatening object.
Quick analysis complete, Eve casually knocked the loaf of bread away, smacking it with her hand just before it could reach her face. Her eyes narrowed as the bread went flying away from her. Bread? Why would someone be throwing bread at her? Although, upon examining her “attacker,” she discovered that “why bread” was not the most important question right now.
Extremely similar face, but different in most other ways. It hadn’t been that long since she’d last seen Add, right? He couldn’t have possibly changed this much in that short time. Who was this? It couldn’t actually be Add.
“Identify yourself, and your purpose for throwing a loaf of bread at me.”