Xiaoxing's eyes widened immediately, seeing the sunburst insignia-- an immediately-recognizable light of recognition.  "I had thought the sign was the ignition of my upper meridian," she marvelled, gaze riveted to Valerie's forehead.  She paused a moment, then passed her own hand in front of her face; in the wake of her fingers shone a solid golden circle, glowing softly on her brow.  "Different, yes," she admitted, breaking into a crooked smile, "but how many other people in all the world can do something like this in the first place?"