Elysia's jaw drops and she touches the window, the door to the room opens behind her. She jumps and turns around, a young man in a Russian military uniform smiles. He took a few great strides forward and hugged her tightly. He said something to her in Russian but she had no idea what, pushing out of his grasp she becomes quite nervous, "I prefer to speak English." Her voice had a Russian accent. The man frowned slightly and said, "We though you would not make it, you gave us a scare Sofyia!" He laughed, "You always hated English but wounds like yours can change people. I want to ask for your forgiveness but I know I do not deserve it..." He stopped as he noticed the confused look Elysia was giving him, "Do you remember any of what happened?" he looked a bit panicked and distraught. Elysia felt pity for this poor friend of his unknowingly deceased friend. "I'm sorry but I don't remember any thing." She stated much to his despair. "Sofyia! This is all my fault! I will bring back your memories, I swear on our love!" He had wrapped Elysia in a bear-hug again. Elysia was becoming extremely uncomfortable and worried, she had definitely chosen a bad vessel and it would be a very long time before she could move again.