Lost his memory. That's how it starts, isn't it? She laughs, half-hysterical, and reaches for him, instinctively, because he'd taken his hand off her shoulder to check her biometrics and now she can hear him but she can't see him, she can't feel him, and they could take him away right now and she wouldn't even know.

"Wash, listen to me." She steps closer. She hopes. "Something like this happened to me before. That's why...that's why I'm here, that's why I'm alive, because they brought me back, somehow. They..." She bites her lip, thinking. "They kidnapped people. From all over, from across time, even, and they stuck us together and took our memories and...and made us kill each other." She takes a breath, wishing she could see his face. See how he's reacting to this. "They made us murder innocent people just for a chance at escape."