[ pepper studies the drawing and for a moment she loses herself in its familiarity. ]

… [ she startles when she questions her, her attention having been divided. ] Home. I… I live here. [ it doesn’t sound right, but it’s what she’s been told. setting the drawing alongside the other she smiles. ] Pepper. Pepper Potts. My memory is a little hazy too… [ as she tries to recall the accident her smile fades, a sharp pain making her abandon her pursuit for answers. ]

Clary… [ something about the name gives her pause and she swears she recognizes it. ] Clary. [ she repeats, trying to get it to spur a memory she swears is there. ] Do you know a Jocelyn?