Chasing shadows

He seemed to remember her raccoon, which she supposed meant that he did know her. The critter didn’t seem interested in anyone else, and when he confirmed that it was her name he had spoken, she gave an uncertain nod. Well she supposed she could live with it.

Daphne took note of each of the names, but couldn’t put a face to any of them. Distress was probably beginning to show at the corners of her eyes and the way her lips drew tightly back against her teeth in worry. It added up, she supposed. They were of a similar size, he hadn’t outright attacked her so maybe that was a sign too. "Is the other guy our brother too? The one from the hot springs? He looked a bit green… and was big…" Although now she thought on it, maybe he had too many teeth too… "I kept going back to the same place, but I couldn’t figure out why. Did we live there? Or were we always here?" Her head was beginning to ache from trying to force connections and make pieces fit, but there was nothing there to piece together. It was like she was slamming her head against a firmly closed door.

"speech".