"If you wanted to know what the note was, you could've asked me, Mr. Fairy~" Diana hummed before looking back at the paper with a dissatisfied expression. "Either way, no harm in explaining, seeing as its equally useless for all of us. Even if I don't remember "me", I remember "this". This here is a magic little database. It's built to store information, like a better version of a book. It could hold arcane secrets, could hold a recipe for pie, could hold a compendium of erotica, who really knows? Maybe it's blank and we can use it as a diary." She explained, before letting out a slight huff.

"Problem is, this requires a magical password to access it, and seeing as nobody else seems to remember anything either, that means we won't be able to guess it. Brute forcing past the password is practically impossible, and on top of that I can't tell if this is even blank or not, so for now it's useless." She stated, reaching around with the hand holding the note to deposit it in her Bag of Miscellaneous Goodies, nestled firmly within the folds of her blanket. "I'll hold onto it on the offchance we figure out the password, but unless there's something in here that could be the password, the odds of that are just barely above zero, so don't get optimistic. Maybe it's the sort of thing we won't find a way to access until we're about to fight the Demon Lord, I don't know."

"Hey, Mr. Gold n' Bones, has your searching turned up anything that looks like a password?" She called out, releasing Boris from her fingers. "Sorry about the rough handling, Mr. Fairy~" She said with a slight giggle, "Didn't mean to be rude, let's get along!"