"I am sure that there was a point that she didn't know you as well. The first time you met. You have no memories of her, and she has none of you, so what makes this different?" Leo asked, putting a cap over my flame. "You worry too much about her when you should be focusing on the real problem that is in front of you. If you can't stop Nemoria, what does the rest matter?"
This was true, but it was hard to just not let it bother me.
"It's just a burning feeling inside of me that hurts. I haven't been alive a week, and the world is already falling apart, and my only connection doesn't know who I am," I said with a sigh, and Leo patted my shoulder. The water was starting to feel nice, and talking about this was helping relieve some of the other weight.
