[Author's note: Just like before, to avoid confusion I will keep referring to the Original Seri as such. Our Seri will be referred to as Seri or Leia depending on the context. Furthermore, this chapter is in third person since our Seri is too drunk to narrate.]
Seri looked at Gilyn still in a drunken stupor, "You know who I am?"
"I do."
"Since when?"
"Since the moment you walked into the bar."
Seri scratched her head in confusion, "But how? I completely hid my identity. Not even my hair was showing this time."
Gilyn answered calmly, "I won't forget the color of eyes belonging to the one who caused many of my fellow men to die."
Seri clicked her tongue as she muttered to herself, "Guess I also need to wear contacts."
