"I... Don't know," Catiel honestly admitted. "Must have been more then three years, since I already knew how to use a bow even though I couldn't remember when or how I learned it," she started to mumble to herself. Distracted by her own thought, she started to mutter about her missing memories. "I mean... 13 years is a pretty big gap in my memory." It was times like this that what she went through since waking up near a town years ago made her wonder, was something so painful that she just forgot to protect herself? And who taught her how to use the bow? No matter how many times she questions her amnesia, she just can't get anywhere. And unknowingly, she let out a phrase that summed up what she remembers of her life. "Such misfortune," she sighed ruefully.