[Les exhaled a breath as she continued to watch the scene outside before she tore herself away from it. Instead, she focused fully on the man standing next to her and watched the way he scratched his bicep (a very nice bicep at that). She could spot a nervous tick a mile away. Considering what was happening here, she couldn't blame him really.

She listened to him and frowned at the knowledge that the awake version of him didn't actually remember Nariko. Was the memory loss intentional then because of what happened here? Was it for safety? She wasn't sure but she could admit she was curious to find out.]

So it was like a lightbulb went off, metaphorically speaking? You had a good idea though because I've found dreams to be helpful like that. Well... helpful and annoying at times when you don't want it to happen.

[She tilted her head a little as she considered everything he'd said.]

Lucky for us both then. In here, in the dream, do you remember anything that happened leading up to... forgetting about everything? Or was this - [She gestured to the glass windows.] - the last thing?

[Not that she truly thought she could help restore his memories at all but she was curious.]

And if you want, I can give her a message from you.