Varia watches him. The way he moved. She KNEW this man. "Then...what are you doing here? And what does it have to do with my nightmares?" She wondered what he could possibly want with a nobody like her. "I'm a nobody. Surely you have better things to be doing...?" Her angelic modesty had been overwhelmed with insecurity and a low self-esteem. That's why she always felt sad. Or was it because of another reason she chose to forget?