[Anna pauses for a beat, then presses her hand against her face, one eye covered, fingers tangled in her hair. did she really go this whole fucking time without... god. of course. there's a sheepish look on her face from the one eye that's visible, and after a second she brushes her hair back and looks forward again.]

Anna. [short A. German.] Anna Lehmann. Jesus christ, I'm sorry. Usually I'm better about that, but you took me by surprise. It's not every day you see somebody who shouldn't exist.