Reid frowned, the corners of his mouth pulling back into thin cheeks, and glanced over at the Romani woman as she was distracted with the bullets. He swallowed a little.
"I... yeah, we... we talked, briefly. I remember you... L, isn't it?" He remembered the man's name was a letter, and he was fairly sure it was L, because he had thought of Elle Greenaway briefly during his introduction.
He looked up at the Gypsy. "... How long have you been here?"