I'm fine. [ Her voice sounds almost waspish when she responds and she draws in a breath, releasing it slowly before opening her eyes to look at the man kneeling next to her, intending to apologize, only to do a double-take. ] Hanguang-jun?
[ But no: she looks him over, his hair cut differently, his face not as severe, smiling at her, and she shakes her head. ] No, you can't be him.
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[ But no: she looks him over, his hair cut differently, his face not as severe, smiling at her, and she shakes her head. ] No, you can't be him.