I see--I'm sorry for the confusion, Ember.

[Not that he's any less confused, himself, but he doesn't want to be rude. And he doesn't have a particularly long time to think about it before he's suddenly falling over like a tipped domino into Ember's fluffy-collared shoulder.

He couldn't help it--but of course, as soon as he's against the older teen, he makes an effort to stand up more on his own. At least this boy looks like Luke. That makes the whole ordeal feel less awkward.

Though, he's still embarrassed to have gotten to this point in the first place. Fortunately, it seems as if it won't take much time at all for his strength to return.

He smiles apologetically.]

I'll be okay. I apologize for the inconvenience [He pauses.]...but, um, if you don't mind me asking...how do we know each other?

[Ion was trying to figure out the connection. Obviously this Ember wasn't just a look-alike. He seemed to know Ion, after all, even though Ion couldn't say the same. But he hadn't heard of there being another replica...

In the end, it seemed the less painful option to just ask.]