Juliana was thinking when she suddenly looked up at Benson and called him in a deep voice, "Benson."
Benson, "Hmm?"
Juliana asked him seriously, "If I wasn't me one day, would you recognize me?"
Benson narrowed his eyes and said, "You're not you? Like what?"
Juliana said, "For example, if I got fat or disfigured, or if someone had the same face and voice as mine, would you be able to tell the difference?"
She could not say, of course, such absurd things like she had died and been reborn as another person.
Benson laughed lightly, "The former thing could not happen and for the latter, I can."
Juliana was a bit incredulous, "Really? What if the sound of the voice was so much alike that I can't even tell the difference myself?"
Benson squeezed her palm, "Really, I can recognize you if it's you."
He did not like to make promises, but since she asked, he promised and would keep it.