[This time, she lets him, even if it risks the sort of skin to skin contact with others that she tends to shun, even brief or accidental. She waits for the image to return, for her hearts to clench in longing before she steels herself to deny what she desperately wished were true instead.]

And you expect me to believe that... ?

[She thrusts the bead back towards him as if to demand he look. Look at the jinba like her going about their lives... including her. Most damningly, she is there, too, huffing at the armless jinba who seems to be trying to tease her.]

You- You snatched the memories out of my mind somehow, didn't you?

[Her accusation is harsh and doubtful. Nevermind that... she doesn't know how such magic will work, how any of it would work.]

This... This has already happened.