It took a moment for Sharee to get what the girl was saying. At first, she had assumed she was simply too traumatized to remember the details of her capture, but now, it seemed like it was something far more serious. Provided she was telling the truth, she could not remember anything about herself, her home, or her identity. For a moment, Sharee considered leaving her for the Breton to deal with, as she obviously had nothing of material value to offer, but it was at that point that a new thought entered her mind. If this girl truly knew nothing of her past, then it essentially made her a blank slate. As long as she did not regain them, it meant her actions and personality could be shaped by those around her, even Sharee, if she wanted to. It was a long shot, but Sharee could see the potential of having someone so...malleable in her employ.

“So you have memories of nothing, then? I can’t imagine what those slavers would had to have done in order to accomplish that. Well, if you’re going to have any chance of recovering those memories, you’ll need a place to rest and recuperate. I tell you what, you can stay with me at my room in Leyawiin, free of charge. I’ll keep you fed with a roof over your head for a few days, until we can figure out what to do with you. I doubt you’re going to get a better offer than that from pretty much anyone. Most people tend to be pretty selfish.” Sharee said, her tone perfectly hiding her true intentions.