[Chell was crouched on the ground, pulling weeds out of a row of potatoes. And as always it took her a second to recognize her own name. But recognize it she did and stared up at the guy in the jacket standing there calling her name... Why did he look so familiar? She blinked... Well, best thing she could do was ask.]
Do... I know you? You look so familiar... Were you in Aperture too?
[Talking felt strange after this long, but good too. She stood up, wiping her hands on her pants, and scrutinized him, head cocked slightly sideways as she tried to place him. God he looked so familiar... And then a name trickled back into her memory. Ben? Wasn't his name Ben? But how would she know that? Either way, she'd go with it...]
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Do... I know you? You look so familiar... Were you in Aperture too?
[Talking felt strange after this long, but good too. She stood up, wiping her hands on her pants, and scrutinized him, head cocked slightly sideways as she tried to place him. God he looked so familiar... And then a name trickled back into her memory. Ben? Wasn't his name Ben? But how would she know that? Either way, she'd go with it...]
...Ben?