She narrows her eyes. Does he not know her? Maybe without her usual clothes she's not as recognizable. Or simply word of her and Signless--and all the rest--had faded from memory. It had been so many sweeps. Would those who were born when he died even know of him. Why is she questioning her own lack of notoriety when it's to her advantage.

"No." Short, simple, she doesn't know him. Though the idea that he's familiar is still nagging at her brain. She's seen him somewhere.