['Disconcerting' hardly describes the horror that wriggles over Sypha's face at the thought. No memories? None at all? She sucks a sharp gasp between her teeth and folds her arms tightly across her chest.
All her life, she's honed her memory. It is her best and most reliable tool, the cornerstone of everything her people do and are. To lose that--]
But it. Comes back, yes?
[Obviously, if Alucard is here and still angry enough at her to hold himself at a distance. She may not understand the root of his hurt, but he clearly remembers the cause. So the memories must return? Unless he hasn't undergone this process himself, and speaks of it only through his knowledge of other transplants?]
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All her life, she's honed her memory. It is her best and most reliable tool, the cornerstone of everything her people do and are. To lose that--]
But it. Comes back, yes?
[Obviously, if Alucard is here and still angry enough at her to hold himself at a distance. She may not understand the root of his hurt, but he clearly remembers the cause. So the memories must return? Unless he hasn't undergone this process himself, and speaks of it only through his knowledge of other transplants?]