[Jehra is just. Over here. In the corner. Kind of doing the Absol equivalent of an exasperated facepalm. Because while this doesn't exactly qualify as disastrous enough that he would have sensed it beforehand, still, really? Really? His papa?]
I'm really sorry, but you're mistaking me for someone else. But it's nice to meet you. I'm Marian. Marian Lied.
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I'm really sorry, but you're mistaking me for someone else. But it's nice to meet you. I'm Marian. Marian Lied.
[...explains the falsetto, maybe...]