Sojo looks at her. "It is in my very fuzzy memories." he says honestly. Looking at her and noticing people staring at him. Could they really see him? He mentally wonders. He tilts his head to the side. "I'm not imaginary. I am real. Other people just couldn't see me...I think." he nods his head. Looking at her. "College? Hallucenations?" he echoes. Puzzled even futher with every word she said. He looks at her. Memories where she is concerned falling into place. Slowly filling in the blanks like putting pieces of the tiny thousands of pieces puzzle. "I didn't want to leave. I only was supposed to be gone a week tops. Yet then I was knocked into hell. And somehow I am back up here...wherever here is." he says softly. Honestly and his puzzlement showed even further. "What exactly is here?" he asks again. He looks where she looked to. And the girls that passed by quite audibly were saying. "Oh my god! Does anyone know who that guy is? He looks like a super model	!" and he blinks and turns pink cheeked and looks back at her. And tilts his head to the side. "Sa-sa what is a super model?" he asks softly. Following her and unknowingly uses his angelic powers to scan the rooms. "Third door up on the left of that hallway is empty." he says. Just like he had done when they were younger. Mostly when she was younger and he would help her out in hide and seek.