Sebastian almost jerked his arm away, his anxiety over being lost and not knowing anyone recalling old instinctive reactions rather than rational ones. He'd closed himself off again after Jack's death and it had started to feel as if his time being happy had been a dream. But he didn't want to wake up and forget so he had to live again. That meant not being afraid fo being touched by a stranger who turned out to be a girl who didn't speak English.

Or Japanese.

In fact, he didn't recognize the language at all. Not even a hint of it.

"I'm sorry. I don't understand."

Even if he couldn't understand her words there was something familiar about her tone and the look on her face. She looked as lost as he felt.