[Vanille leans forward, trying to read Fang's card over her arm, then looks back up at her and nods.] That's not too bad. I'll just come visit a lot!
[She's still smiling brightly, but now that she's not looking at everything and anything on the street, she remembers what she's avoiding telling Fang. Fiddling with one of her bracelets anxiously, she glances around for somewhere secluded they can talk.] Fang, about your memory...