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Dzie stood there in a daze that this woman not only knew him by, but seemed very excited to see him. He hadn’t expected such a reaction and so, if she had been an assassin he now would have been dead for all he did was stand there. Even in the embrace she gave him the half-elf did little more than lift his arms. He didn’t wrap them around her but he couldn’t leave her out in the cold away from him either. He listened to what she had to say, looking into his face she would no doubt see confussion, genuine puzzlement of everything that was happening in front of the badly scared half-breed.
He swallowed hard at everything that was being thrown at him and nearly feel over. He staggered a little to the side trying to remember everything. Running, Aedile, Finnbarr? When had he been doing these things and who in the name was Finnbarr. He actually leaned out with one hand to grab Viskyia’s shoulder as he tried to straighten things out. Force these things into his head and remember the association he had with them but nothing came up. His past after his father’s passing was still dark. The only thing that came out was the face that he looked into now, the same person that he was using to help stay standing.
“I…I…” he started and paused looking down at the ground. The fresh air on his face felt strange, but in a good way. He left his veil down as he looked back up at the jeweler. “I am afraid that you know more about me at this point than I do” he didn’t feel the need to point out that he had lost his memory, such tings rarely needed to be told when the information that he had just given screamed it. “I am afraid to say I only recognize your face, of all things for some time now it is your face that peers out of the darkness. No name, no history just the face.” He started but couldn’t stop himself. He had told her some pretty deep things the night that they met, and now he was doing it again without knowledge of why. Perhaps it was his body doing what his mind refused to remember.
“I do not know how I got the face that I now carry. I look into my reflection and see a stranger, so many things have happened to me but it is all dark. Not just a haze like some people say, there is no images behind it, it is just darkness and then you. You are a candle in this darkness. Are we…were we…” he didn’t want to say it. To make such an assumption that they may have been lovers would be absurd. Especially seeing as she was asking of another person and hadn’t the faintest idea of where he was. But these things didn’t matter, not to the scrambled mind of Dzie Towen.
“Were we well acquainted?” he found the words to ask..
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