Lily stepped closer now, and with every step, that resemblance was further solidified, event as she noted difference. It wasn't until she was no more than just beyond arms reach from him that she gained a full look at his eyes behind the lenses of his glasses.
Green. Like hers, in color and in shape. This was uncanny and impossible, and yet – her Patronus had never failed to do its job. Even Death Eaters wouldn't be able to fool the doe when set about her purpose. This was mad and yet...
"It's me all right, but how exactly is it you know me?" she asked, the wariness there, but also a hopeful sort of curiosity. That was recognition from this man, not shock at what she'd done. She'd bet all the Galleons in her robes pocket on it.