The look on his face makes her grin falter. She knows what happened--- Martin told her, of course--- but Martin recognized her. He saw her, and he knew. Tim doesn't seem to.

She doesn't know if she's ever experienced anything quite so heartbreaking.

"I mean, if you're not sure if that's you, you can just tell me. I won't be angry," Sasha jokes, pushing past that ache in her chest. "Tell you what. We can even introduce ourselves and everything to keep it proper. You'll have to start, though."