He seemed so certain of it; it was hard to argue with a determination like that. She couldn't help feeling guilty that this person seemed to know her and she couldn't remember a thing about him. If he wasn't mistaking her for someone else. That was possible too, wasn't it? She'd like to think that coming across someone familiar would be fire enough to burn away the dense fog obscuring her memories, but they remained as gray and indistinct as ever.

"Can you... tell me about--" her or me, she didn't even know which word to use. She swallowed, trying again. "About the Terra you know?"