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Eugene could only look at him, his eyes eventually averting eye contact. He didn't know how to reply, he just grew quiet. He was a bit scared but he didn't act like a coward. He just froze in place, his eyebrows narrowing as he registered his words.

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He blinked and paused for a while. β€œMy apologies—” He thought that was his friend, he didn't pay attentionβ€” He then replied. β€œI am Eugene. Eugene Ottinger.” He looked away, embarrassed by what he did.