[She looks at him a little like she's seeing something that's just in front of him, or possibly over his shoulder. Something that isn't immediately in front of her, like he is. Her eyes are focused and dart, like she's watching something very particular, very closely.]

It's your heart.

[Namine holds up a hand a little like she's going to reach out and touch him, but her fingers curl back instead.]

It's like someone tried to cover up everything, everyone.

[She looks sad, even though she'd likely deny it were she asked.]

You don't remember them, do you? Your friends, the people you care about most.