ever heard of closing the goddamn door {iskra}

Wow wow wow, so Iskra really had missed a lot. Between the extended time she'd spent on her own and the fact that she probably hadn't spent a lot of time paying enough attention to the world around her when she was little, Iskra found she just wasn't remembering things. Was she the only one? Leto probably remembered, and if she was being honest, though she did so hate being outnumbered, Artemis would too. Great, Iskra, forgetting your own family. Good job.

Nodding, Iskra committed the name to memory, ensuring she wouldn't end up losing it all over again. Now that would be awkward. Eyeing her aunt carefully, it was clear Iskra was bubbling with questions but unsure where to even begin. Where did one start when catching up on things they ought to already know? Perhaps there was more still that Iskra couldn't know? What secrets did this woman hold, and would she spill? Hesitating, the woman eventually worked up the nerve to ask, "What... what happened? I mean, I remember pieces, but, not enough. Remembering things from the perspective of a child isn't exactly helpful when piecing stuff together..."