An unfamiliar pain shot through his heart at the lack of recognition in her eyes. He hesitated, slowed and paused, realizing he needed to be careful about this. What if he was too familiar with her and she didn't trust him for it?

"Sorry." Keeping a respectful distance, Magnus crouched down to be more on her eye level. "I scared you just now, didn't I? I didn't mean to. I'm Magnus." He paused again, worried. "You are Saoirse, aren't you?"

It would be just like the city to bring a girl who looked exactly like her, with the same shell, with the same muteness (was she mute or just scared?) and have her not be the little girl Magnus knew.