He'd been pretty sure the guy wasn't another Val with more eccentric fashion sense, but there was still an unknotting of concern that loosed when the guy shared his name. The last thing Jag needed was to run into another double of someone he'd dated. A lookalike would be bad enough.

"But see, you come from a world where some people know how to make them. As far as I know – and there's plenty I don't when it comes to magic and faeries and shit – that doesn't happen where I'm from."