She glanced toward the troops, who were staring between the two commanders in utter confusion. There were now two Seras Blades standing before them, and none of them knew which one was their commander.
"Ma'am, which one are you? We..."
Seras smiled.
Then she glanced toward the other woman.
"If you're me, then you must know this person's name. Tell me."
The other Seras looked toward the soldier who had spoken. She studied him for a while, then slowly shook her head.
"I don't know his name. I don't know the names of anyone in this current set of troops. I imagine you do."
The first Seras who had asked the question went quiet.
She saw the hopeful expressions on the soldiers' faces and narrowed her eyes.
"Neither do I. You are a more complex copy of me than I thought."
"I'm not a copy. That would be you."
The two Seras stared at one another.
"Fine, then. Who do you fancy? State a name. If you can't give that answer, then that proves you are fake."
