[@BlackPanther]

As she turns her wrist burns even more intensely, she glances back at the man in the room. His eyes widen, visibly shaken, [i]could this be him? The one I am supposed to be with?[/i] The man stands up and shows Jaze his wrist - she tentatively leans in closer to read the name... Her name... Jaze looks at him longingly, she has waited so long for this. "Yes," she manages to get out, "That's my name." Jaze shows the man her own wrist. Her legs feel like they might give out underneath her, she's having trouble not showing that her entire body has started shaking.