She would stare down to the blonde haired boy, and noticed his jagged teeth.. but would stay quiet about the odd trait of the boy. She looked to h im then glanced around, she could see spots in the field of flowers that had dents in them, just where she had been laying at. She would stare over for a few seconds until she spotted a town and then she’d glance down to the boy again. Of course he wouldn’t know anything.. this was probably just a dream right.. but who’s dream was it. She paused and glanced down, she hadn’t even known who she was. She would pause, wait..what if she had something like Id or something on her?! She would look to the boy and sigh.<span style="color: #00FF00"> “Uh..thanks anyways.”</span>she spoke to him, of course he wouldn’t know he was just a little boy.<br/><br/>However, he did know about this pasture. Her hands would motion up and it would come to the sign of “one minute” as she rested the bat against the ground and her leg, moving to pat herself down, moving around she would find nothing, blinking..think like a girl, she’d turn her back to the boy quickly and would grab a small black wallet out of her shirt, her bra to be exact. Ah!<span style="color: #00FF00">“Yes!”</span>she’d speak in confidence as she turned to face the small boy, and then she’d open the wallet up. Some sort of  ID, with a lot of money in it. The blonde haired girl staring back with dull green eyes had been a perfect picture of herself.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">“Well Satchet, I think i’m Vexen.” </span>she spoke to the little boy, a bit uncertainty in her voice.. but it was the only clue she had.<span style="color: #00FF00"> “What’s this pasture called then?”</span>she asked and glanced to the small town a bit away,<span style="color: #00FF00">“Or the name of that town?”</span>she questioned again, she would sigh and shake her head. “No, no, I understand it was an accident, i suppose I shouldn’t have expected a child to know all those questions.” she spoke in a slightly annoyed tone, more so she had been annoyed by herself for some reason; maybe it was cause she was foolish enough that a child would know her own name.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">“Wait..how do you <span style="font-weight: bold">think</span> you know your name?”</span>Had he forgotten who he was also. She would look around in the field.. this had to be a dream..right?