[Despite the difference in size, Kadaj holds Rude's gaze like he has no intentions to let go, until Rude is the one that eventually ends up glancing away for some respite from those cold eyes.]
I don't believe I do.
[He shakes his head, giving the man another look over to see if it might jog any memories. It doesn't. The scenario just becomes even more unsettling when Kadaj casually brings up the other Turks names. It takes him too long to realize that this interaction was more hostile than friendly, so Rude straightens up a bit, being a bit more cautious.]
I know them. It's you I can't figure out. How do we know each other?
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I don't believe I do.
[He shakes his head, giving the man another look over to see if it might jog any memories. It doesn't. The scenario just becomes even more unsettling when Kadaj casually brings up the other Turks names. It takes him too long to realize that this interaction was more hostile than friendly, so Rude straightens up a bit, being a bit more cautious.]
I know them. It's you I can't figure out. How do we know each other?