[At first, the blank look on his face could probably rival a rock's, but it slowly grows suspicious. This person is very confused or very dangerous, perhaps both. He could almost pass it off as the former if not for the fact that she appears well aware of his identity and, of far greater concern, his condition.
Amell looked nothing like this woman, and she was his direct commander, with no one above her in the pecking order as it were. Naturally, it's impossible for what the stranger is saying to be true, but here they are. There's absolutely no explanation for her knowledge, and it makes him all the more nervous.
Still, if she really is privy to his secret, maybe it would be in his best interest at this point to figure out just what she's playing at. He's had to protect himself before and he'll certainly have to do it again sooner or later, though it's a shame he has to worry about it so much in this place. It was almost a breath of fresh air for a few minutes there.
Fortunately or not, he's accustomed to even that being stolen from him.]
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Amell looked nothing like this woman, and she was his direct commander, with no one above her in the pecking order as it were. Naturally, it's impossible for what the stranger is saying to be true, but here they are. There's absolutely no explanation for her knowledge, and it makes him all the more nervous.
Still, if she really is privy to his secret, maybe it would be in his best interest at this point to figure out just what she's playing at. He's had to protect himself before and he'll certainly have to do it again sooner or later, though it's a shame he has to worry about it so much in this place. It was almost a breath of fresh air for a few minutes there.
Fortunately or not, he's accustomed to even that being stolen from him.]
Excuse me. I don't believe we've met.