For all Julien talking about how Portland was the wrong conversational track, it's still the thing that's giving Strange the most ideas, so he's still dwelling on it. This has to be one of the fae. Nobody else could go in and meddle with his memories so precisely. But which one? The only thing Strange can say for certain is it's not Nightshade, as the pit of loathing he has for that particular fae still burns hot in his stomach.

He's overlooking something obvious, he knows he is, but what—and then, as Strange looks Julien over once again, he realizes one of the obvious things he's looking over.

"Mister Delacroix. Why are you wearing that outfit?"