She sees Luke simmer down as well as the calming of Gabriel.  She says "I have yet to know you name, if you would be so kind?"  Her words were soft and entreating.  As she spoke, she ushered them to the bench.  Not the place she would think ideal for this talk, but the music room was even less ideal.<br/><br/>She looks to Gabriel and blushes as she begins to admit her lack of full disclosure to him.  She takes his hand in hopes of keeping him quiet and calm, letting her find out about herself.  She turns her eyes to Luke, "You left me a note on this dagger.  What made you leave that note?  What is your interest in me?  And if my apartment is not my home, and if this is not my home..."  Her voice cracks as she looks to Gabriel with pain over the thought of parting from him again.  "Where is my home?  What home do you refer to?"  There is a longing in her voice as she had not known of family other than a distant mother that she no longer really talked with.  There are some drawings in her desk and characters in her stories unaccounted for as of yet.<br/>