Tegan wasn't comfortable with any of the people in the room, peering around at the three of them. She straightened up in her chair, tugging her sleep shorts down as far as she could, a little embarrassed at how short they were. "I'm Tegan."
She'd listened when one of the men read the plaque outloud, and swallowed hard at the thought of sharing her memories. It didn't seem like a difficult thing to do, but she wasn't looking forward to pulling up thoughts that were surprisingly painful for good memories.