And a good morning to you

Anthea shrugged and put the wine bottle back on its shelf when he replied in the negative for being a wine drinker, deciding not to question the hesitation he had when she asked. She hadn't had a strong preference either way so it didn't mater too much to her. She picked another type of dried meat to add to their selection and was pondering a little pot of honey she saw when Mercury asked if she had found any more memories for how she had ended up here. Her ears flicked slightly, but she continued on with her gathering quietly for a moment before she responded. She didn't mind sharing what she did manage to scrounge together in dreams and her time bed-bound while her leg healed, but it was still so fragmented that it hardly even made sense to her and she was the one that lived through it.

"Not really," she replied with a soft sigh, a frown pulling at her lips as she turned away from the pantry to walk back toward where he was waiting at the door. Her ears folded back with a bit of disappointment at the fact, her brows pulling together with thought. "I remember getting to the beach and swimming out into the water. I remember getting swept out in the tide, and... I think there was some kind of boat... I think that's where the wood I was floating on came from, but I don't remember what happened to that boat." There was definitely still pretty large gaps in her memories, some of it just coming in flashes or in quickly forgotten dreams, but maybe she'd manage to stitch them together one day.

She gave a little shake of her head and pulled a bit of a grin back onto her lips. "Well... Regardless, at least I'm here and not food for some big fish, right?" She nodded toward the hall behind him and added, "We should get going so we can justify eating all this food I've packed!"

"Anthea Dásos"