Fareeha is taking a quiet moment in the glades, leaning against one of the wooden railings spanning over a wet area. It's not exactly a wide walkway, however, and when she sees someone else headed her way, she stands straight and tries to press herself against the railing to give him enough room to pass. As he gets close, though, she thinks maybe she's seen him before. Knowing there are other Legionnaires here with holographic projectors, she can't help but tilt her head slightly.

"I'm sorry, have we met before?"

Since they're technically undercover, she's going for a vague question and less 'oh hey haven't I seen you around Legion' in case she's wrong.