Selene quickly covered herself inside the robe, twisting forward to face the battle station. "Guh—oh, who is Selene? My name is... Satrine!"
Sabrina smiled. "Oh, how good it is to see you, Selene. Ever since the... well, ever since Logan enrolled in school on your behalf, you stopped coming by to the training facilities."
Sighing, Selene stopped her tight grip on her hood, letting the dark hairs frayed across her cheek fall. "I guess my cover's blown, then. No point in hiding inside this thing." Then, she pulled it off, letting Sabrina get another good look at her.
"My, how you've grown. You're every bit as mesmerizing as I remember, maybe even more." Sabrina's hand was pressed against Selene's face, cold and pale. "I... I'm so glad..."
Sabrina's face squeezed, reacting to the wet of her eyes.
