"I see." He commented.
"Well it wasn't like that at first," she closed her eyes at the painful thought rushing in.
"What do you mean?" He inched closer to her, hopeful that she could explain to his understanding.
"You need a strong emotion to trigger the memory, and well mine was the drive to find out who had killed my brother."
'That's almost the same drive as mine.' Nix furrowed his brows at what could have gone wrong with his.
If he could tap into the memory of his mother, it would have been enough of a cheat he needed to know whoever she had worked for and all who were in the scroll-like he was watching the feed from a CCTV, and in turn, know who he was up against.
He shook his head, he was at a disadvantage, wondering when he could get that privilege of getting such a connection.
