“ ...V...Vanna...? ” A voice utters out in disbelief like they couldn’t believe what they were seeing.
The featureless figure stood there staring at the Turk who had been missing for so long, much different than the last time she had seen him as the faceless now wore a dark charcoal coat with brown trims and a white, blue-striped undershirt with a red tie rather than his all “grey” outfit.
His expression showed bewilderment, when he had first heard that Vanna had went MIA, he had assumed the worst...that was what happened to everyone he cared about, after all.
“ Is...is it really you, Vanna ? ” The faceless being inquired still in disbelief, “ ...I...I didn’t think I’d ever see ya’ again...I... ” Gray stammered, stumbling with his words, this whole situation seemed to be much for him, almost sounding like he was on the verge of crying.