Cerul smiled at his comments, shaking her head slightly at his impulsive, childlike - no, humanlike - tendencies.<br/><br/>It takes him a good deal of probing to find the memories, locked away as deep as they are, though, once he finds the trail, where they'd been brought to the surface recently, it doesn't take long to trace them back to their root. In moments, he finds himself looking out at the dark scene through the eyes of the frightened elf girl, as she watches her mother thrown to the bed and brutally raped, for what seems like hours. The three men take her, over and over, leaving the woman on the bed, before one returns with some rope, tying her up and hauling her off. The memory continues a few hours later, when Cerul finally works up the nerve to leave the closet, though everyone is, by then, long gone, except her dead step-father.<br/><br/>Although the memory spans hours, nearly an entire night, it slips through his mind in less than three minutes.