Lion Head Mesa you didn't think that i'd come back alive

He was defensive. Naturally. She'd been vague enough as to cause concern. They remind me of someone, but I can't think of who, Maegi replied. Old woman brain. Faces and names lost in the swirling ether. She didn't suppose she'd ever find the answer in there.

A mother, she repeated, and shrugged, adding—having caught his tone—I didn't think much of mine, either.

She cocked her head, turning the twisted side of her face away in old habit. What brought you here? she asked. I saw you lingering near my old home, days ago.