At least his discomfort was gone
The figure before him was a stranger, but someone vaguely familiar. He had thought at first he knew him, or was it a her?
Looking away for a second, he could not recall a single distinguishing feature.
“Who are you?” he asked, looking back.
The other hadn’t changed, still looked the same, but Rex still had trouble recalling him even while staring straight at her.
“I am no one I remember,” came the familiar voice from the unfamiliar source, more resonant and somehow younger - though still ageless.
“You are a very confusing person,” Rex said, turning back to look out over the sea.