[Her brain is still stuck on the fact that she looks like her dead mother, and she brings her hands up to her face to lightly rearrange her hair before hastily lowering them again. It's eerie... she hasn't seen this face in fifteen years. Zack's confusion finally registers, if belatedly.]
...Not Elmyra. She adopted me. My real mother, my birth mother. This is Ifalna.
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...Not Elmyra. She adopted me. My real mother, my birth mother. This is Ifalna.