Last spark from the ashes

Bryn's sympathetic concern is written all over her face as she listens, with every little glance she sends Jesse's way. "I'm sorry. I'd hate if some row was the only thing I remembered about my family..."

She broods over it for a minute. "...But you're right. Not remembering them at all would be worse. I don't... I don't want to forget them, or my home, or... being me." Doesn't want to end up in the place Jesse's describing. She's never felt alone or disconnected in her life before and she doesn't want to. Hates the idea of Jesse having to feel like that.

She's afraid of ending up there. Afraid she already has. But determination colors her voice. If there is anything she can do, she'll do it.

"I can- I can leave a message, just in case." She looks to Ghost, the little bot blinking at her. "Tell you everything I can think of, so you'll... I'll have at least that much to go on."

"It's a good idea..." It really is. Though Ghost sounds uncertain as he looks between them. Bryn doesn't pay it any mind. She's nodding, frowning in fierce thought.