[He's quiet again, uncomfortably so. Maybe this is what James had a bad feeling about; did she forget? Did this place do something with her memory via whatever they did to make her... manifest?]
You... attacked me.
[He doesn't know what else to say, other than to say the truth. Well. The truth with all the ugly, monster-y bits shaved off.]
no subject
You... attacked me.
[He doesn't know what else to say, other than to say the truth. Well. The truth with all the ugly, monster-y bits shaved off.]
You don't remember?