This time she took the comfort gladly. She did not remember this man. His name was only reluctantly attached to an identity. But he was the first help she experienced in those sparse few days. She leaned against his shoulder awkwardly, still trying to find her place and at the same time holding her smeared hands away from his rich wardrobe.
An uncle. Family. She had family. Katherine sucked in an emotional breath. "I don't know. This is a lot. Maybe some quiet first?" She was undecided. The idea of family comforted her but she would not recognise them. Her presence might only cause pain. Instead, she leaned on the hope that this man Rhysand had mentioned could restore her memories.