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※ Faces he didn’t know in the camp were a usual sight for Gilbert -- it was difficult to know everyone fighting in an army. Female faces he didn’t know, though, were much more rare. Was she a soldier’s wife, there to aid the cause? He wasn’t sure -- that was the most likely situation in his mind, though. “May I help you with something, Madame...?” he questioned, dark brow furrowing a bit. She was likely lost, he thought. Looking for directions.












