So you say, but you look like you could use one, so I'll be your one and only.

[He smiles at her in return of the glare and offers a little wave, if only to disguise the concern that would otherwise show in his expression. If he recalls right, she was one who might mistake it for pity, and resent him for it.]

You do remember me, right? Claude? Dashingly handsome? Uses a bow like you do?