Natali could not think straight. She heard him going into the coffin. His coffin but she was sharing it right now. He held her lightly in her arms. She smelled the blood before she saw it. Latching onto his wrist. Slowly drinking from his wrist. Her breathing slowly returning to normal. Her heart slowly starting to slow down and return to normal. When she finished drinking she closed her eyes. Pulling her mouth away. Watching it heal up like it seemed to do. Smiling a bit as she licked her lips clean. She smiles a bit. "It wasn't a dream Anthony. It was a memory. You are my bestest friend Anty. I don't remember your real name. I don't know who the baby girl was. You really were a prince. Before the war killed your family. Everyone thought you dead too." She says softly. "Please don't forget about me. You are the bestest friend I've ever had. The times we hung out and you were around were the best days of my life." She says softly. Pleadingly. "You are now Anthony but you are still and always will be my bestest friend." She says. Hugging him lightly. "That pendant was your father's from what you told me." She says. Letting him go and sits up. Climbing from his lap slowly. "You vanished around eight or nine. People killed your family. Killed all of your family."