Nayo looks at Sarah and just smiled. He waited and was relieved she was not going to try and force him to watch television. Something inside just told him he did not like doing that. He was not remembering persay more like getting a strong feeling to tell him such a thing. He smiles as she mentions things like outdoors stuff. He had a flickering of memories. Nothing full or concrete. He looks confused by the term adrenaline junkie. "Adrenaline junkie? I remember that I like out doors things too. Horse back riding sounds familiar like it is something I have done. I do not think I can swim..." he says. He is looking like he is just grasping at the random pieces of memory that keep portraying themselves to him. He thinks and tries to remember. "I keep thinking I like to write stuff but I don't remember clearly what I like to write." he says sadly. Looking at her. "What is your favorite color?" he was both trying to learn what she liked and to see if something triggers more memories.