Aira? What? She couldn't quite keep up with his words, his sudden burst of energy actually going so far as to alarm her. Going from wondering about the boy's safety and suddenly she's getting hugged. To say this was a surprise was putting it lightly. There was no escaping it either; he had effectively trapped her, his arms squeezing her tight. He was warm, his embrace full of love and concern, and being so close she could smell the beach on him. But it wasn't meant for her, was it? It was meant for the girl he had mistaken her for. He was glad she was safe...maybe someone from his homeworld. Another prick of guilt hit her, this one harder than the last, and she realized she needed to correct him.

"[color=deepskyblue]U-Um...[/color]" She gently wriggled herself out of his grasp, her hands on his arms. A look of uncertainty was plastered on her face as she summoned the courage to break the poor boy's heart. "[color=deepskyblue]I'm sorry, do I know you...?[/color]"