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[aswanbyday]

[Odette doesn't know what to think anymore. She's been listening to the comm and managed to figure out a way to play back old transmissions. And there's no mistaking it. It's her voice...That's her. She really was here. But she cannot for the life of her remember any of the conversations or friendships she had forged while she was here

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[ecopiracy]

[Phoenix wasn't necessarily looking for her, but when he does catch sight of her, he angles his path her way. When he reaches her, he stands at the edge of her blanket, smiling faintly.]

Hello, Odette. Do you mind if I join you?

[aswanbyday]

[She looks up, a little startled at the voice.]

Oh. Hello, Phoenix. [She scoots over to make room for him to sit.] Please do.

[ecopiracy]

[He lowers himself to sit down beside her, though there's still several inches between them.]

You seem to be enjoying yourself.

[He actually doesn't know how to gauge her current mood. There's something about her expression...

So the comment is there for her to correct if she wishes.]

[aswanbyday]

It is lovely here.

[She smiles faintly.]

A nice place to think.

[ecopiracy]

Hmm. It is.

[As lovely as the scenery is, though, his attention is more on her. He's still glad to see her, still relieved that she isn't gone, even if she doesn't remember.]

An orb for your thoughts?

[aswanbyday]

[She's quiet for a minute longer. Then she looks over at him. Her comm is in her lap.]

I've been listening...to this thing. [She taps the comm with her finger.] I don't understand how, but I've heard my voice. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I don't remember.

[Cause ffff, from the sounds of things, she was sort of kind of close to Phoenix.]

[ecopiracy]

[He'd be lying if he said it was all right, that he'd be fine if she didn't remember. Even so, his hand reaches out to brush across hers in a gesture that's meant to offer comfort.]

There's no need to apologize. It wasn't your fault. You're here now, and that's all that truly matters.

[aswanbyday]

[She looks down when his hand brushes over hers.]

I would like...for us to be friends. Again.

[It feels weird saying "again."]

[ecopiracy]

[Phoenix smiles, and in response he twines his fingers with hers.]

I would like that. Very much. I have missed you, Odette.