[Lucas stumbles backwards a few steps until his coordination fails him and he ends up sitting on the ground. He blinks in confusion at the person who seems to recognize him. His memory, already muddied by the effects of the gas, is even worsened by his present condition.
It takes some time for him to respond, although his mouth occasionally moves silently in the meantime.]
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It takes some time for him to respond, although his mouth occasionally moves silently in the meantime.]
You . . . You're . . . that voice.