Neither do I. That's probably the way someone wants it.
[ But who? Why are they here? Is this Lucretia's doing?
Wait. Lucretia? Who is—
Christine shivers as memories start filtering back into her brain. The Bureau of Balance, the Reclaimers, and then everything before back at home. She looks down at her hands and finally takes notice of the thin, white scars running down her fingers and palms. ]
no subject
[ But who? Why are they here? Is this Lucretia's doing?
Wait. Lucretia? Who is—
Christine shivers as memories start filtering back into her brain. The Bureau of Balance, the Reclaimers, and then everything before back at home. She looks down at her hands and finally takes notice of the thin, white scars running down her fingers and palms. ]
I remember...