[centre][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjAwMGNhZC5MVXhwYkdsMGFDQklaVzVrWlhKemIyNHQuMAAAAAAAAAAA/angars-runes-personal-use-only.regular.png[/img][/centre][hr][centre]Interacting with David[@Jones Sparrow][hr][/centre]This was some kind of weird joke right? He didn't just utter the same word as her, right? I mean obviously she was a woman, not a man, right? A pulse of dull pain seemed to course through her head. This was all bizarre and confusing. She couldn't just tell people she couldn't remember a god damn thing about her life. They would lock her in a mental institute.

"Well I`m glad you're alright," she replied awkwardly, noting mentally that she had not seen a single person while running over to him.

Lilith noticed Beros sniffing him with more seriousness than she thought necessary. "καθίστε μπερο!" She told the dog and he immediately walked over next to her and sat down. Keeping his gaze straight ahead, appearing to be a well trained dog. However his owner was even more confused as to what language she had just spoken in. Was that Greek?!

Eventually she met his eyes again trying not to look too jumpy or weirded out due to how her day was playing out. Her pupils turned small as a weird expression crossed her face at his question. "I don't-," she froze for a moment before taking a deep breath and trying again. "I don't know, it feels like we have, but I don't recall ever knowing you." Lilith's fingers interlocked in front of her, trying to get her nervous energy out some how. This was all overwhelming.

"I've also been having a really hard time remembering things." She said quietly green eyes flicking to the ground before looking back into his. "My name is Lilith Henderson," there was no way she could know how much this information could effect the man she was speaking with. Simply giving her name was a clue to what the hell was going on to both of them. "Your name?"

A thought crossed through her mind, [i]Hades[/i].

Lilith took a step back from him her boot crunching the ground beneath her. "I`m sorry if I seem jumpy, everything today just feels like it's not making sense anymore. You're a complete stranger and I shouldn't unload this on you nor should I probably be doing it anyway, but I can't remember [b]anything[/b]. Not in terms of knowledge, I have no shortage of common sense or skills, however I don't have any memories? I`m sorry if I`m overstepping my boundaries, but this all feels really weird."

"There's a dead phone in my bag, and items that I don't remember putting in there. I was out here throwing a ball for my dog and the next thing I know nothing is making sense." Everything in her was hoping he didn't think she was absolutely batshit crazy. Any normal person would, but for some reason there was something about him that she felt like she wanted to trust. If she was crazy than maybe being forced to seek help wasn't a complete waste, better than wondering the streets of the city she guessed.