[Miriel whips around to face the source of the voice. Hearing her name while she's not dressed in civilian clothing makes her stomach clench instinctively; someone has discovered the link between her identities. The rational side of her – which is most of her – says that this must be someone who already knows who she is, and that this person simply did not see the need to use her alias.
Upon seeing Nilin, Miriel curses her own carelessness. Nilin had gotten her real name through the cell phone contact, and Miriel had completely forgotten to mention the name/alias distinction to Nilin amidst the cyborg business. At least this is happening in a weird underground tunnel, where nobody can overhear.]
Nilin! [She goes back down the tunnel toward Nilin, lowering her voice as she nears her.] Are you well?
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Upon seeing Nilin, Miriel curses her own carelessness. Nilin had gotten her real name through the cell phone contact, and Miriel had completely forgotten to mention the name/alias distinction to Nilin amidst the cyborg business. At least this is happening in a weird underground tunnel, where nobody can overhear.]
Nilin! [She goes back down the tunnel toward Nilin, lowering her voice as she nears her.] Are you well?