[ Jon stares at her, frozen in place. Surely this was Cousin Kara. It looked like her, right down to the hair. Even the glasses matched. But her disguise wasn't on (or she chose not to use it). Jon opens and closes his mouth, not sure of what to do. Should he act? What if it wasn't her?
What if he gave out his secret to the wrong person? ]
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What if he gave out his secret to the wrong person? ]
No . . . ma'am. We — we should go.