Carol was definitely drunk by now. She knew she was. It was the only reason she was being so open and sharing so much, but she didn't care. It felt good to get it out. And Nyx was one of the few people she knew she could trust with this stuff.
"She was amazing." Carol smiled as she carefully put the photo away. She already decided a lot of these were going to be hung up around her room. Even if it hurt, she wanted the reminders.
She might even hang some of this stuff up around the bar. Just little reminders here and there.
She kept staring at the piece of metal clinging to the corner of the box, finally pulling it out with a sigh and sitting back on the stool. She ran her thumb over it a few times before pulling the other half out from under her shirt where it hung on a rope there. She didn't always where the dog tag, but it was a reminder of who she was. The one in her hand said "Carol Dan-" The one on her neck simply said "Vers".
She didn't explain it to Nyx. She just stared at it, rubbing her thumb over it again and again. "You know what's fucked up? There are days I wish I hadn't gotten my memories back...."