[ He doesn't miss the look, but doesn't comment on it either. He hasn't completely recovered his mood, and they've moved on to deeper things anyway. But he tucks it away for later.
He doesn't miss the pain that flickers across her face, either, but he can't imagine the cause for that. Maybe somebody she expected to recognize her who didn't--
Oh. ]
I see. [ He keeps focused on her, searching her expression for some kind of clue, though he remembers the way she approached him and it seems to be enough evidence. ]
Forgive me for being forward, but are you acquainted with my counterpart?
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He doesn't miss the pain that flickers across her face, either, but he can't imagine the cause for that. Maybe somebody she expected to recognize her who didn't--
Oh. ]
I see. [ He keeps focused on her, searching her expression for some kind of clue, though he remembers the way she approached him and it seems to be enough evidence. ]
Forgive me for being forward, but are you acquainted with my counterpart?