[She gasps out softly as she sees these memories play out -- recognizing them instantly, for they were her own memories, too. Only this time, she can see Syaoran. This time, there isn't that black tear through her memories. She'd known since arriving here that it was Syaoran that she'd forgotten, but even so actually seeing him now is enough to overwhelm her. She blinks back tears, shaking just a little -- their first meeting... their friendship in the beginning...]
[She wipes at her eyes, blinking back the rest of the tears, and turns to him with a smile, her hand shaking as she holds the memory gently, protectively. These are precious things, after all. And she's so grateful she could see them, too.]
Here... [Takes his hand to cover the memory, to cover her hand in turn. Perhaps that will work... she isn't sure what else would be needed in order to return those memories to him.]