Ava glanced around the park for a moment. How had she not figured that out first? She shook her head. She was really shaken up, so it wasn't a huge mystery that she had been confused. "Oh, right… sorry," she said. "That makes sense…" 

Ava shook her hand tentatively. She cocked her head slightly, at what she said about her memories. "You mean you know what happened to me?" she asked. She was a bit suspicious now, but the fuzzy face she could now recall was most definitely not her. "I would love to," she said, obviously a bit more on guard. She didn't seem to mean her any harm, however, and she had no reason to refuse. "I probably should get cleaned up a bit, before, though." She had blood on her denim jacket, and her black and white dress. "The blood could be a little alarming to some people."