He didn't respond right away, looking thoughtful as he mulled over his answer. There were differences, certainly. No one could deny that, but there were, most likely, differences between himself and the Remy she'd known as well. Still, at the core, he believed all their alternates were the same, and in all the time he'd met any of them, he'd yet to be proven wrong.

His smile turned reassuring as he looked over to her again.

"Oui, mon chere. We all, each one of us, shaped by de things we do, de things we see, non? So in dat, yo' different, sho' nuff. But at de heart, oui. I see her in you."