“I see.” He said looking away a little. So she had it rough. He guessed if she thought like that she must have had people be horrible to her. Part of him wondered why but then again she did say that because she was a witch that could be a reason. He did not feel that was good enough to warrant undo hate and ridicule but that was just him…maybe. That thought could be another memory, or it could just be something he was feeling now. For all he knew the thoughts and feelings he had were not the person he was.<br/><br/>“You know, the more I think about it the more I wonder if I’m actually remembering anything at all. They say actions and events change and shape us so how do I know if any of this is true or not?” He felt out of place and lost. She was the only guiding light he had and he didn’t want her to go away. His eyes feel on the object she was looking at, the one that drew him. “I could touch it.” He said moving forward but before he could lay a hand on it someone shouted at him.<br/><br/>“You touch you buy.”<br/><br/>He looked up at a man coming toward them. “You touch you buy.” The man repeated shaking a finger at him. He backed away from the flower.<br/><br/>“I’m sorry, I just thought it looked familiar that’s all. I was hoping it would…” The man repeated in a louder voice. “You touch you buy.”<br/><br/>“Ok, ok, I’m going.” He said looking to the woman. “Sorry about that. I wonder what had him all defensive. Is something of magic that important or do you think it has something he does not want us to know?” He had no idea what he was saying or why but it sort of made sense in his head.