The feeling wasn't going away. If anything, it was just becoming more and more pressing. And the fact that he seemed unable to just walk away, noticeably distracted as well, as was pointed out by one of the patrons that she could guess was a regular asking him if he was okay, only make it seem that much more like.. like maybe Nox had hit the nail on the head.

It made sense, didn't it? She remembered nothing but this phone number. And then the missing persons report. The description matched. The age was right, the time frame. It also helped to make sense of why she hadn't been found when she was much younger. Being all the way across the country would certainly hinder that. At least back then it would have, before the age of electronics became more prevalent at hand.

The question made her shake her head softly, and she could feel that familiar burning sensation starting in behind her eyes. "I was involved in an accident," she began to explain, "when I was sixteen, fifteen, I don't really remember anything prior to that. She had had to learn everything again, almost. "You may have to..." She paused to take a breath, feeling them becoming much too shallow. "refresh my memory." Though deep down inside, there was a part of her that already knew it. Brother. She felt it.