[It did sound insane, but yet here he was under similar circumstances. Andrea turned to face the man again, his gaze more discerning than previously. Pretty face, nice hair, clothing was worn but not of poor quality. Why did he seem so familiar?

Andrea evades that line of thought when Rufus speaks again. He's seen so many people that keeping faces in order became near impossible after a time, and with a face like that, he'd obviously remember meeting him before no matter the circumstance.]

Yes. I woke up outside of Midgar after having gone to bed in Wall Market, and like you, the Midgar I'm familiar with doesn't look like that one. So I came here.

[The more he appreciates the profile of the man beside him, the less he think about how he got here and the more he wonders what the man might be up to later. The fingers of his free hand idly trace over the upper ridge of his lips like he's deep in thought, until he catches himself and takes up the drink placed in front of him instead.]

As strange as it all is, I'm glad to have crossed paths with you. Beauty like yours is a rare sight, and I'm lucky to be in the presence of your radiance.