[ Answer enough, then, to her next question: what's the last thing you remember? At the very least, she knows that she's gone through the Gate in his remembrance...Whether he's yet fought Nouda, that's a question. Whether he's gone beyond that fight, whether he remembers Nathaniel, the Glass Palace...

God. It's weird looking herself in the face. Her real face, the face she wears when she's not putting on appearances for the world around her. Her hand comes half up to cup Bartimaeus' - her - cheek, entranced by the oddness of seeing her double...Well. Nearly her double. There's no mistaking those eyes for her own. Or the gentleness of that expression, either.

In a sudden flutter of self-consciousness, she herself shapeshifts. She'd meant to save this for a really good moment, see if she couldn't outright drop Bartimaeus with shock, but with a little flash she becomes a sparrow, fluttering up to land on his shoulder. And she huddles down there. ]

Good. I wouldn't want to have to re-introduce myself, you know. Especially after I worked so bloody hard at our friendship.