She waves a hand a little dismissively at his comment on finding someone else a little less lost. "I'm pretty used to situations where I only have a faint idea of what's going on. Both of us being lost is pretty normal for me."

Finding memory links to skip between people's memories was never the smoothest of courses. Memories could be jumbled, the items linking one memory to another vague and hard to find. In general even with all the tools at a memory traversal agent's disposal, it didn't mean they couldn't get lost.

She mulls over the rest of the landscape. "It really does feel like some sort of eighties music video landscape, doesn't it." Then she sighs out, bringing a hand to her chin as she tries to reason out what to do next. The most obvious is walking until she finds some sign of civilization but she's not quite willing to just leave the guy hanging out by this depressing pond. It looks like it's the last thing he needs honestly.

So eventually she pipes up again, hands tucking back into the pockets of her coat. "Why don't we see what else we can find out there? I usually work with a partner so it's a little odd to be roaming around here by myself. I'm Eva Rosalene."