His head twitched slowly to the side, eying her with great suspicion. She was resistant now, head held high as if her height could match his own. "Tell me who you are." It was unnerving him how she looked right through him. As if she knew.
He wasn't ready to give into that kind of hope again. He did know who she was but a part of him wasn't ready to say it for the thought that she would deny it.