Lucien reads, then shakes his head. "These were plans to help you remember, Jackdaw." Reassurance that the signed name was hers, just in case. "You wrote down what you needed to know to trust other people, in case you forgot them. My guess is, it's a list of the people who could help you." 

Another thought hits him. He breathes in as he wonders if he should say it or not, and decides on honesty here. "Another possibilty to consider. If you don't remember who you are, you have a chance on starting from scratch - on making yourself again." He shakes his head. "I thought about it, with the Flood. I'd lose a lot of awful memories, and everything I learned from them. Either way, I think..."

He takes the pen used to write grocery lists, and writes in;
[i][b]Jackdaw:[/b] Worries about a lot of things, but her friends will do anything to help and protect her. Worries a lot about what others might think, because she cares very deeply. Good listener.[/i]

"Some of the best parts of who we are come of the worst things that happen to us, I think, as much as we hate them being a part of us. The sand cuts the oyster for a long time before it can become a pearl - if it ever does - but it's the only way to make them I know of. For all it took to make her, Jackdaw is someone worth remembering."