"Good." She says, almost shaken by her own memories. "I don't know what that was...all I remember was a girl named Maia...I don't know who she was...if she knows I'm alive...or even remembers me..." she says, turning around to Chase. "Myself and Sarah are trying to get people to join our little attack on the blue tart...now...if I wasn't part of this deal honestly, I would've tried to kill you. For what happened to me.....but killing Zavala might make me not thirst for...Guardians." She says, staring at Chase with her fiery eyes.

"Alright," He told her, "A lot of guardians understand what it's like to have broken memories that don't make sense. So know that you're not alone on that."

She slowly nods her head, looking to Chase. "I'm guessing that we have a way to the Tower? And I'm guessing that someone has some spare Warlock clothes for me? I don't think dressing like a Dreg would exactly work..."

"Sarah's bound to have some Warlock robes lying around."

"I guess so. Long as it isn't a damn Ram helmet I have to wear, I'm fine. Those hints look bulky and uncomfortable as ever." She says, attempting to joke around with Chase.