Yogamu Omakage

(He was walking through the TRC, trying to figure out who his next target was. Yogamu didn’t put much effort into being discreet just yet, walking in public calmly. There was no need to hide right now, after all. He wasn’t on the job until he had a target. But then, he bumps into someone. Yogamu looks the person over briefly before saying something.) “You look… familiar. Have we met before?”