Don't worry about the sharpness of your memory - you didn't give your name.

[Guizhong takes the opportunity to catch up to him and fall into step next to him rather than trailing behind. This close she can feel the strange energy on him, the karmic debt of hundreds of demons slain, but it's not something that she's concerned about harming her.]

We've met before. Here. I suppose you have no knowledge of it. [Such a strange thing, that.] You can call me Guizhong.