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It was a dissatisfying answer, but she hardly ever expected strangers to satisfy her curiosity. He had the right to his privacy — and she had the right to her own fickleness, she figured. I'm no one, She told him, not unkindly. A wanderer. Again, I am sorry for wandering so close to your home. I wish you well, Aditya. She left no room for further conversation, departing swiftly and only taking a moment to wonder if she'd meet him again.