The thought of memories wiping away when they all leave isn't one that Faye likes to entertain very often. It hits too much at home, the thought that everything she sees or does here will just fade away in time until she doesn't remember it at all. But if no one's told this kid, then he needs to know, so she presses her arms down against the table (and yes, she caught that wandering gaze of his, but it's not like she doesn't dress just for that reaction) and looks the young man directly in the eye.
"Didn't anyone tell you, kid? People leave this place sometimes, and when they come back, it's never with the memories intact. People assume that we forget everything the minute we leave this island," Faye explained, pursing her lips. "So whatever you're trying to train up for, here, those skills aren't heading anywhere. It's probably the only way to keep our worlds intact, anyway. Making sure we don't change while we're here or start trying to change things back home."
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Date: 2011-03-08 06:21 pm (UTC)"Didn't anyone tell you, kid? People leave this place sometimes, and when they come back, it's never with the memories intact. People assume that we forget everything the minute we leave this island," Faye explained, pursing her lips. "So whatever you're trying to train up for, here, those skills aren't heading anywhere. It's probably the only way to keep our worlds intact, anyway. Making sure we don't change while we're here or start trying to change things back home."