"I didn't at first. It was more like a story that had happened to someone else." Her feet bounce lightly. "But then I told it to Jason, and it... it was more memory. By the end of the telling, it was a memory. I remember her."

Suddenly, a name comes floating to the surface, completing the memory in Moon's mind.

"Michèle," she whispers, leaning back to look into Devil's eyes. "Her name was Michèle."