I wouldn't, [ she answers, with understanding in her voice, gently turning into something like sympathy. ]

I know the strangeness first-hand, though Jean was always nothing but kind, so were I to meet those who know her, I'd likely risk nothing but an unwanted hug. You're unfortunate enough to share your looks with a man far more unpleasant, so you're the victim here. His crimes aren't yours, and one of those crimes is making your life difficult when it shouldn't be.

[ she heaves a sigh. ] As for the punching... I suppose I owe you an apology. I must imagine it was my brother who did that. He has a good reason to hate the man he thought you to be, more than most. [ but not more than me, she thinks, while offering Maximus a wry, quiet smile. ] I'm sorry he did that, nonetheless.