At the pointing and question, Celty couldn't help but snap from her staring daze and look to either side of her. Of course no one else was near her, so he had to be pointing to her and asking her. She pointed at herself then as her eyes found their way back to him, just in case she was still missing something. Had she really been staring that badly?
No, scratch that, there was a more important question: If he looked and sounded so much like the one she knew, then how did he not know who she was? Someone else would ask what he had, but...
Oh! Realization struck Celty like a rock and she let her hand fall. Right, that's right! He wouldn't know that I look like this!
Whatever she looked like! She knew from dreams what she should've looked like, but with no mirrors to speak of in this place she hadn't been able to check on that. And since Izaya wouldn't know his courier without a bike and helmet, she couldn't expect that he would recognize her like... like this!
Now that she understood his confusion, she quickly fumbled to open her notebook, nearly dropping it for her rush. She paused only a moment after getting to a blank page, just in case something wanted to come out at her, before scribbling down one word - large and rushed - just for confirmation. As quickly as she'd gotten it down she turned it around to him and pointed to the paper, which read only -
[always have to be difficult, don't you?]
No, scratch that, there was a more important question: If he looked and sounded so much like the one she knew, then how did he not know who she was? Someone else would ask what he had, but...
Oh! Realization struck Celty like a rock and she let her hand fall. Right, that's right! He wouldn't know that I look like this!
Whatever she looked like! She knew from dreams what she should've looked like, but with no mirrors to speak of in this place she hadn't been able to check on that. And since Izaya wouldn't know his courier without a bike and helmet, she couldn't expect that he would recognize her like... like this!
Now that she understood his confusion, she quickly fumbled to open her notebook, nearly dropping it for her rush. She paused only a moment after getting to a blank page, just in case something wanted to come out at her, before scribbling down one word - large and rushed - just for confirmation. As quickly as she'd gotten it down she turned it around to him and pointed to the paper, which read only -