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A fourth abduction, a fourth new setting to adapt to. It was getting to be old hat for Margulis by now, something he took in stride as easily as most would a sudden thunderstorm. At least this one had both returned him to his human form and left him with his powers, both his original ones and the increasingly impressive array of abilities he'd picked up in his travels through the multiverse. Yet it had still left him without his book collection. Again. Sometimes he had to wonder if his life was some sort of cosmic running gag.

After settling down and getting used to this new world, he spotted a familiar face he hadn't seen in a while. His reaction was...mixed to put it lightly. His opinion of Kukai was complicated in its own right, and add in the fact that he couldn't tell at a glance if this was the one from Prospero or not...approaching him was a risk. But it was one he would have to take eventually anyway.

"Well well...there's a face I haven't seen in awhile."

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Yet another bickering match between Jin and Margulis that Jr. could have sworn would end in a fight, but instead turned into a moment of awkwardness before the two went off separate ways. Having Margulis around as an ally, if a cranky one, was certainly surreal, but Jr. thought he'd come to know what to expect of certain situations involving him. This change was perplexing, especially for how sudden it had been.

Of course, talking to Margulis about it was out. They had their own awkward issues that made it difficult for them to have productive conversations...not to mention Jr. was pretty sure the fire using swordsman was still sore over that whole closet thing. So it was Jin who would find his path blocked by a short gunman, standing there with his arms crossed and an eyebrow raised. He didn't need any words, he'd long ago mastered demanding an explanation with a simple expression. It was one of the few facial expressions he'd made use of even when he still called himself Rubedo.