[ She smiles gently; encouragingly, even. It's not their fault they all can't remember, and she has no clue why her own memories returned so quickly. Maybe from her own stubborn nature that refused to let her be confused about it. In any case, she knows she needs to give people time, as frustrating as that may be. ]

Yes. It's okay. I think your memories will come back soon. I'm Christine, and this is the Chance Lance.

[ She offers it to him. ]

I know you may not believe me, but it was a gift from a goddess.