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*Shadow number four hundred and seventy-six. He had to let out a metal sigh while his face showed that he wasn’t entirely amused by this, just a bit.
At least his fur looked a little messy. There’s one difference… He hasn’t met any Shadows with messy fur, far as he could remember. But he seemed rather curious. Maybe a little lost. Wait, Shadow? Lost? The thought made Sonic blink. And it looks like he was onto something when all he gets is a nod for a hello and… no mention of his name.
One of his own ears moved a bit in confusion; he even slightly tilted his head.*
Sonic. Sonic the Hedgehog.
And your name’s Shadow, right?
Shadow twitched an ear, unperturbed by the fact Sonic seemed to know his name. For all he knew, everyone could be mistaking him for someone else and just thought he was this "Shadow" guy. He shrugged. "I guess so," he mumbled. "It seems to be what everyone's calling me. Honestly, I don't care. Whatever you want to refer to me as would be just as correct as anything else as far as my -- lack thereof -- memory serves me."
Though there was one bit of information that his memory did supply, and it was that Sonic's name was familiar. It wasn't tying into his own actual scope of a past, though, but because he'd seen it in newspapers, both recent and old, detailing of the hedgehog's heroic deeds as well as his recent passing. Passing...being ever full of tact as always, Shadow couldn't help but pipe up on the subject, "... You're supposed to be dead around here." He lifted an eye ridge. "So...I'm assuming you're from another Zone, then?"
