It was weird- watching yourself like this. It was starting to give her the willies, actually, worse than seeing the imitation of Jeremiah. As he picked at the guitar she smirked, wondering if that was really what she looked like what she played.
"Were you still around then?" she asked, interested in when the transfer happened- or whatever it was called. This was all still so weird and confusing to her. He wasn't really making it less so. However, discussing history was something she was much more comfortable with and she was certainly interested in his side of things. In general Alice remained non-political but she was interested in all points of view provided they didn't try to force themselves on her.
The description of herself made her smile slightly, almost shy. She knew there was a time when she'd been more proud, more confident- but that was another lifetime and if that confidence were to return to her, it would take time. She was still too unsure to think of herself as much more than a normal 26 year old woman. "Thank you. I am still trying to remember who I was," she explained, not sure if it got the right message across.
She laughed heartily at his comment about his people trying to trick him into acting his age. He was charming in a way, he certainly drew you in and despite the tresspass, Alice was enjoying the encounter. Particularly when he changed back to himself- if that's what he was. "Alice, please. The pleasure is mine, Raven. So is this what your face in this world? Or another you've adopted?"