Ah, I see, well then, I suppose that's a little different, if you knew his name beforehand. Well, even so, one wouldn't expect someone they are familiar with to take another form, it's easily passed off as coincidence.

[He smiles to reassure her once again, as if she were the girl she appears to be and nothing more. Meanwhile, despite the conversation, he pays full attention to each and every stitch made, all perfectly uniform, pausing now and then to wipe some fresh blood. After making the last and closing off the end, he returns to the desk for a jar of honey, to layer over the wound.]

I'm glad that I am able to be of some use to you, for once.