Ankyra Sound That perfume lingers in your hair

her brow furrowed -- she knew the scarred male to have a rather equally scarred past, but this was one of the first times he had so openly communicated his frustration with his failed memory. she sniffed, looking about them with a rather solemn contemplation.

"well, better find out. scents it seems, brings out the mind. do you recall anything at all? we could look for things that stir your thoughts." she rose and left the kelp behind, trawling along a column of raised rocks with her nose to the ground.