[A part of her wonders if this was the right thing to do. He seemed genuine—he seemed to know her, so she wanted to have faith in him, but did he also have anything to do with this... vague feeling she had, this vague sense of purpose? She supposed she couldn't know for sure, unless he knew something that might jog her memory... But if his presence couldn't do it, what could?
There are so many things she wants to ask, but she isn't sure where to start, or even where she could start. She didn't care for the message on the notices, but she didn't know this place at all. It was a bit too soon to challenge that.
She'll keep it simple for now.]
If I may ask, what do you do here? Do you make a habit of helping forgetful people like myself?
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[A part of her wonders if this was the right thing to do. He seemed genuine—he seemed to know her, so she wanted to have faith in him, but did he also have anything to do with this... vague feeling she had, this vague sense of purpose? She supposed she couldn't know for sure, unless he knew something that might jog her memory... But if his presence couldn't do it, what could?
There are so many things she wants to ask, but she isn't sure where to start, or even where she could start. She didn't care for the message on the notices, but she didn't know this place at all. It was a bit too soon to challenge that.
She'll keep it simple for now.]
If I may ask, what do you do here? Do you make a habit of helping forgetful people like myself?