Freyr paused for a long moment, then cleared his throat lightly. "This is hard to explain," he said, looking seriously up at Makaria. "But... I was being impersonated by a very clever creature. And while everything you know about me is more or less true, I unfortunately don't know you at all. You seem very sweet and I would love to get to know you, but... I'm so sorry. I know your name, and beyond that, very little at all." He looked at her apologetically, wondering how she was going to react to that.