[She states calmly in response, leaning on one arm against the table, mug back in hand with the other.]
You see, we all more or less share the same general memory of major events, starting points, meeting the Scions, ending the Dragonsong War, all that. I've yet to figure out how or why.
[Make it make sense. Not that she minds. It was more than passing strange when she spoke with her first few about it, but she had no explanation for it and had decided that there simply must be more to it all than they'd assumed.]
Several of the others I've spoken with all seem to have memories of their own Warriors of Light. You're the first to have any idea who I am, specifically.
[And since no one has stepped forward to correct her on that, she assumes it's still true, which is fine. She'd had more than enough practice at hiding how much it chaffed to be- well, "forgotten" wasn't quite the word for it. It was more that so far as any of them were concerned she had simply never existed. Realizing that the first time had been quite the chilling moment, but the last thing Ziva wanted to do was make things awkward or otherwise uncomfortable. But still, if anyone would understand what she was saying without saying it in so many words it would be Ardbert.]
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[She states calmly in response, leaning on one arm against the table, mug back in hand with the other.]
You see, we all more or less share the same general memory of major events, starting points, meeting the Scions, ending the Dragonsong War, all that. I've yet to figure out how or why.
[Make it make sense. Not that she minds. It was more than passing strange when she spoke with her first few about it, but she had no explanation for it and had decided that there simply must be more to it all than they'd assumed.]
Several of the others I've spoken with all seem to have memories of their own Warriors of Light. You're the first to have any idea who I am, specifically.
[And since no one has stepped forward to correct her on that, she assumes it's still true, which is fine. She'd had more than enough practice at hiding how much it chaffed to be- well, "forgotten" wasn't quite the word for it. It was more that so far as any of them were concerned she had simply never existed. Realizing that the first time had been quite the chilling moment, but the last thing Ziva wanted to do was make things awkward or otherwise uncomfortable. But still, if anyone would understand what she was saying without saying it in so many words it would be Ardbert.]