Surprised at Rus's attitude, but relieved to have gotten away with having been attacked by his idol, he shrugs, "I was only lucky it wasn't the aorta." Thoughtfully, "And not to have bitten down on the wrong side of my mouth."
He tries again. "You'll think you know a small handful of people, because they have the same names as people we know, and the same faces, and no few things in common. But they're different people, and it's a mistake to treat them as if they weren't. However, yes; they may also think they know things about you--generally, at least. From what I've gathered, they may be inclined to underestimate you, so you might be able to get away with a binding oath to keep the peace in town while others keep it, too. In your place, I'd probably either lay low or use a glamour, but that could be... tedious for a straightforward person."