"Sofia?" He called her for the first time in concern.
She looked at him with teary eyes:
"Who…"she trailed off trying to gather the information that her brain was remembering, "… is Desmond?"
How could he forget the option that she could be regaining her memory? He did not know what to tell her, or even answer as a reply. Although she looked in pain, Demona had to force himself not to be bothered by her situation.
