For Alley, it was like coming face to face with a ghost. A ghost she'd let down, failed... not even just once but twice. One of the very first people she'd ever sworn to protect, and...

Different enough, at least, that she knew this wasn't him. The shape of the face, the voice, the posture, none of it matched. Just the hair and the eyes, and the height.

She narrowed her own darker blue eyes, lifted her chin, and set her jaw, "No."

That was absolutely not an invitation to pry, either, and she moved to stride past him.