Whenever Elena did remember something from the life she was supposed to have had in the strange town no one could leave, it was usually prompted by seeing something related to the memories. Whether they were across the street or standing right next to her, the result was the same - images, impressions, feelings rising to the surface like they were emerging from the deep ocean, becoming clearer the closer they got. It seemed like not everything would come back, some of the memories still caught in the underwater current, but each one helped her gain better footing in the life she'd found herself in.

Seeing Randel was like that. Before her gaze settled on him, Elena had absolutely no recollection of the man who towered over the crowd of people, but once she'd caught sight of that little wave of greeting, it all bubbling up. Randel Oland, who had been Katherine's friend for the longest time, was kind and sweet, and worked at the animal shelter. She found nothing but fondness in her for him, so she smiled brightly and lifted her hand to wave him over to her table seconds before a mother and young child stepped up to make a purchase.