Julian froze. Didn't she recognize? Ah -- he wasn't clueless about what was happening. Her mind was an open book when he wanted to peek at the pages. He remembered those memories, to the innocent school days they belonged, because he had always been there around her -- watching.
"Julian, a foreign... friend of the family," he replied with a bow. "Last time we saw each others, you were much younger as was I. You were five years old."