[Bruce looks up from the old, tattered journal he had been reading through at the voice - it takes a moment to place a face to a name, but it comes back after a bit.]
Durand. [A quiet greeting, and Bruce inclines his head.] Not at all; I was just reviewing my notes. Did you need me for something?
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Durand. [A quiet greeting, and Bruce inclines his head.] Not at all; I was just reviewing my notes. Did you need me for something?