At least, this time, she remembered his name. It wasn't to say that she remembered him from the time she'd called herself Enigma, for he'd given his name in his Midnight Garden as well. Even still.
"Why are you here?" he asked. It was the only question he cared to ask. He'd taken pains to remove her from this place. Here she was again.
And so was he. There was a bit of irony to the curve of his mouth.