Wufei shook his head. "I don't, I'm sorry," he replied, offering her a wan smile. Upsetting her didn't settle well with him, but lying wouldn't have done any good.

He nods again when she asks if it was like a dream, sighing softly. The name has his brows raising, though, and he nods. "Like a word, on the tip of my tongue," he agrees with a small smile. "And as you already know, I am Chang Wufei," he offers her a shallow bow. "It's lovely to make your acquaintance," though how he had befriended someone who seemed so soft -- and a woman, at that -- he has no idea.