Sunset Valley backbone

She didn’t expect his reply. Her head reared back, marigold eyes roving back and forth over his face. Surely Masque would recognize him if they’d met… Ah, was all she could think at his subsequent words.

Yes, that was me, she confirmed, her shoulders lowering slightly.

She didn’t think she owed an explanation to someone she’d never met, though if he was now a member of the rise, Masque supposed she wouldn’t mind divulging her history. Her mouth opened to tell him, only for her jaw to go slack.

Her…? As in Redd? she questioned, eyes getting wider by the second.