"I think that I once said that did not entirely matter to me," she said softly, leaning up towards her almost close enough to kiss but not quite. But, I suppose that we may have some ... catching up to do to truly see through the fog of this strange little meeting."

She closed her eyes for a second, keeping herself leaned in close. "Perhaps I will ask you this. You remember things, little Kirika. What is it like to meet the woman you remember killing when your hands cannot recall the act?"