[ That unblinking, hateful gaze seems to bore into Matt, like he's trying to draw the deception out of him, as if he was trying to figure out if he was lying, or if he simply didn't know. There weren't any (thus far)(He hasn't spoken to Howl yet) who had come without memory of the world they had been in before. Most of them had been here for so long by now, a little more than a year that stretched on like an eternity, holding in this pattern to fight to destroy it all.

His lips curled into a thin, sharp smile, contrasted with that hateful little eye, the mismatched blue equally unblinking, but softened by the fact that it was normal in contrast to the other. It at least didn't look as outwardly malevolent as his other eye. ]

Most of us who were together elsewhere before, were plucked from the darkness just a bit over a year ago. [ Pointedly. You can't fool him, Matt. ]

Funny that you were disregarded until now.

[ bitch. ]