It was probably a good thing that she couldn't see him because he was rattled so hard at being known by name that he was afraid the frustration and fear would show on his expression. Everyone could remember him but himself and it was so weird for him to watch them stare at him with such haunted expectations that he could never give back. He laughed but it fell short ending bitterly "No memories. Of anyone" he felt bad for being such a downer and sighed softly appreciating her effort to be positive. "Check in?" he asked confused before realising it must have been mentioned that he was sick "Are you the medic? Valette kinda took care of me" he said with a smile, shifting from side to side and clearing his throat as he tried to figure out how to reply to her comment about the timing.


"Yeah, It's a pretty good time. Do I get a name?" He asked her in a playful tone, trying to brush past the fact that he was leaving. No shame in ruining a pleasant interaction with his bitter internal emotions.

Sitting down Sunny gave a small sigh and licked his lips nervously as her words tugged at his heart. "I tried" the words came out sharper than he had intended them to and he cringed quickly apologising as his heart began to race and ears fell back with emotion "I saw Dawn when I was brought here. Ever since she's kinda been absent. My d-" his voice cracked with emotion and he cleared his throat and started to let the words pour out again "My daughter...i'm not sure what to do. In a way she lost her dad and i don't see a mother around so i'm guessing she's either elsewhere or...or dead. and i don't know. I didn't even know my own name" it all came out in a jumbled rush of anxiety and fear. He paused and fixed his gaze upon her "It makes me feel like crap to live in a place surrounded by so many people who remember someone i'm not anymore"

Did he want to cry about it? 

For a few moments he considered stepping into the embrace and letting her coddle him. Imagining what secret she would share that he figured would be emotionally healing or at least would be meant to. His eyes prickled and moistened like he would and then he shook his head, giving her a polite smile "I don't want to. I have a do over here. Whatever I did and whoever I was isn't in my head anymore. Maybe it's a good thing since people seem to...be so..over protective and worried and sad and annoyed in my presence. I have kids. I can be a dad, i... just wont be the one they want and that's whatever" the complete lack of memory and attachment allowed him to think without the emotions though he knew what he should feel or thought he should. It was an impressive difference and his head ached the entire time as echoes of something is wrong haunted his thoughts. Doubts and fear plagued every single decision and he flattened his ears back hoping he didn't sound like an asshole "I'm sorry if that was harsh. I really appreciate the offer but...crying wouldn't help. I don't want to heal...I've already begun to notice more familiarity. It comes and goes. So I know I will eventually. For now...you helped by grounding me here and interrupting me mid flight" he admitted it then, that he had planned on running off and away from his problems. It was really nice that she had stopped him, that she had cared enough to try to give him a shoulder to cry on. It was what he had needed to realise that he didn't need someone to rely on, he was actually a strong wolf. It was his own little discovery and it made him feel much better, displayed in the way he held himself his tail held out not quite near the high arched wagging posture he once had but happy enough.