The attack? Though she still wasn't afraid, Claire was becoming wary now. What kind of attack? In L.A., there were both the normal and the supernatural. Other than the fact he was too good looking for it to seem real, he didn't look much like a vampire or demon. A 'normal' attack wouldn't exactly have side effects, would it?
There was only one way to get answers and that was for her to explain his mistake and then find out what was going on. "I'm not who you think I am," she said and then sighed. It wasn't exactly accurate. "I mean, I am, but I'm not. If you met me with blonde hair, you met the younger me. I'm from another timeline."
That explained, she shifted the bag she held and studied him. "Now who are you and what attack are you talking about?"