She looked over to the brunette who spoke to her. She seemed...familiar. She placed her fingertip on her chin. Her fingertip seemed to have been missing a fingernail. A battle wound from one of the battles against demons she personally fought when she was a mere grunt in the initiative. Still she could not place a name.
So replied. "I'm sorry ma'am. You seem..." She paused. "...familiar to me." She would politely ask her. "Do we know each other?" She extended her hand. "I'm General Lilah Morgan of The Watcher Initiative Coalition. It's an honor to meet you."