[ The look she gives him has his steps faltering and stopping a short distance away as he holds his hands up in surprise, the reaction entirely unfeigned. ]

Stranger? What are you... [ Which is about when what little he knows of this strange place catches up to him again and ahh, yes, someone had mentioned strange discrepancies with time, hadn't they?

And here he'd thought he'd dealt with the last of those annoyances when he'd gotten rid of Alexius. ]

I do know you. We met at the Empress Celene's Masquerade. You lent me your assistance in finding out who was behind the plots for the throne. And then you came to help me with... other things.

[ A lot of things, to be fair, ones he wasn't sure if he should reveal here or not. Did knowing too much here potentially change things? Again?

Maker, but he hated time travel. It gave him the worst headache. ]