Faolan turns, starting at the name. He had forgotten, perhaps, that he had used that name when he had gone under cover for the Night Council, and thus to hear it spoken aloud here and now, ten years after the person he associated it with had passed...? It struck a chord, even if she didn't mean it to. It had been his own fault for choosing it, though.

He tries to calm the sudden hammering of his heart as he focuses on the girl in front of him. "Nancy," he says, nodding to show that he remembers her. "Of course, I. Sorry, I guess you caught me off guard." That, and he's a bit surprised that there's anyone who knew him as Dubhan that hasn't learned of him as Faolan at this point. Not that he's complaining. It's much easier to play that part than be himself, these days.