"Seems like?" Elena was sharp and caught into his phrasing. "You are suffering the cases of memory loss too?"

She wondered if they had been acquaintances before and simply didn't remember. It was a strange unsettling feeling as if she wasn't in control of her life. It was odd but a familiar worry, one that sent a brief flare of anger through her chest. Anger, that she remembered, her temper was sometimes more than she could handle.

"Maybe we should focus on the pie. It'll be a sweet memory for later." She smiled easily, forcing comfort into the conversation.