She nodded, sipping her blood again. "Yes..that is the year that I remember." she also kept her voice quiet. But she smiled slightly, nodding as he mentioned her knowing about the thing he called a microwave. "Yes...I have no idea what it is or how it works...but i know to put blood in it and push certain areas to make it warm. I also feel like i should be reading this strange book, though I have no idea what the written words mean. Just like i feel...as if we should be going somewhere soon.." She was still using her accent, not remembering all the teaching she went through to get rid of it.

She looked at him, appearing concerned. "You look unwell."