[Most of her memories are still foggy. She’s only been here for a few days, after all. Most of what she remembers, though, is related to her family, both the one in this city and the… other family. And Clarus’s name was one of the first things her memory regained. But try as she may she doesn’t know what went wrong, she doesn’t know why she’s filled with such an amount of dread when she thinks about him. Even now her throat is closing up and she has no idea why.

She reaches for one of Nyx’s hands. She’s trying, she really is- she doesn’t mention what little things she remembers, she doesn’t mention that the memories don’t always fit. This is her attempt to be subtle.]

I’m sorry, I know it isn’t. I just- [A shaky laugh, then she takes a deep breath. Then another one. Trying to rein herself in.] I think something bad happened to daddy. And I can’t remember what. I just… wanted to be sure he’s okay.

[Daddy. Not Clarus, not father, daddy because she’s doing her best to be subtle.]