[Will she ever see her sister again? Well, now's not the time to dwell on it. She closes her eyes, focusing on the man's name and his picture, which has now been burned into her mind]
[She closes her eyes and starts to chant something undecipherable under her breath, calling out--- drawing his spirit into her.]
[Patroclus, son of Menoetius of Actor's stock -- return now, to the world of the living!]
[For a moment, nothing seems to happen. But then... something changes. She changes. If Achilles blinks, he'll miss it]
[When Maya rises again, she isn't herself. It's Patroclus, in her skin, looking almost exactly like himself, size, stature, and all -- the only thing that still remains Maya is her hair.]
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[Will she ever see her sister again? Well, now's not the time to dwell on it. She closes her eyes, focusing on the man's name and his picture, which has now been burned into her mind]
[She closes her eyes and starts to chant something undecipherable under her breath, calling out--- drawing his spirit into her.]
[Patroclus, son of Menoetius of Actor's stock -- return now, to the world of the living!]
[For a moment, nothing seems to happen. But then... something changes. She changes. If Achilles blinks, he'll miss it]
[When Maya rises again, she isn't herself. It's Patroclus, in her skin, looking almost exactly like himself, size, stature, and all -- the only thing that still remains Maya is her hair.]