That's a rough situation. She wets her lips, weighs each possibility, and settles on the idea that makes the most sense to her. "I'd, um, I'd see it this way: if you do run into him again, it would be sweet serendipity, and if he's too nervous to talk to you as himself and he has to pretend that he's not him... that's not on you. So, don't cling to too much hope for it, but don't discount it; even if he never approaches you you know that he's probably out there, somewhere, and he's one of the good guys. Like a guardian angel."