Annie turned to look at the man who had spoken. He had a nice face, soft and a little worried and even as she looked at him she felt her confidence rise a little. He wouldn't hate her, she was sure of it. "Hello John Watson...it's nice to meet you...I hope this isn't..."
What did she want to say, not that she wanted to nose around in her old self's past, find out, try and get to know who they'd known her wore her face, shared some of her past and spoke with her voice. "...too hard for you."