Elliot smiled at him and shook his head, "I would more surprised if someone didn't hear you... You were quite loud."

She didn't move away from the door as she looked at him. She wiped her eyes again and sighed, "Don't worry.... I don't mind... And that's not why I'm crying," she said softly as she sniffled. She shook her own head, "I just... hate not knowing who I am... Or what I've done... I used to think that if I met the people I knew... I might remember things. Then I started to think I was all alone.... that that was why I got taken.... but now... I'm here and I'm talking to people I knew and the man... I loved... and nothing...."