[ Sorting through the pile on Ezreal's desk, she nearly misses it in the shuffle. She even holds the mask in her hand for a few seconds, ready to put it in the pile of items to ask him about where it belonged. When it finally registers, she stops mid-sentence, standing there, staring at it.
Her brain hasn't quite caught up with her eyes yet. Huh. This looks like something the Masked Debonair might... wear... ]
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Her brain hasn't quite caught up with her eyes yet. Huh. This looks like something the Masked Debonair might... wear... ]