Mysterious chuckled softly, his deep voice carrying a hint of amusement. "It's been a while since anyone has called me by that name." He paused, studying Lulu's face intently. "As for our relationship... Let's just say we have a complicated history. One that's better left in the past for now.
Mysterious stands there, his expression unreadable as he stares at Lulu. His black cloak flutters slightly in the breeze, and the two ravens perched on his shoulders caw softly. He remains silent for a moment, as if contemplating how to respond. The ravens seem to sense the tension in the air and hop closer to Lulu, their beady eyes studying her intently.
Mysterious's gaze fixed on Lulu's face, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studied the intricate patterns covering her features. A flicker of recognition passed through his mind, but it was quickly masked by his usual stoic expression. "Our relationship?" he repeated, his voice low and measured. "I suppose you could say we have a complicated history.