[ She's quiet for a moment, allowing those words to sink in. Perhaps it was better to have these reminders than to not have any at all.

She had lost her way become someone else and forgot herself and any time she looked upon her reflection she would see the changes staring back at her and it would sting, always, but ... better to know than to not, there was no running away from the disasterous consequences that came at the cost of having her life preserved at all.

When Lup was with her, it was not so precarious a balance. She was more than those reminders and she had lost so much more. Lup knew this. Lup had to walk her through understanding how to treat her own cat, and how that might apply to others. That it was not a weakness, to feel.

Understanding that, along with that knowing nudge, she moves closer as well. ]

... There are.

[ It's half a murmur, half a sigh, at the weight of such things, even if Lup was trying to make them lighter, with this. ]

With data, approximations can be made, to fill certain gaps. I do not have access to such things here.

[ She had unearthed some of memories before through some means, though, hadn't she. ]