Lily’s hand immediately left her face, instead gripping the edge of the bed gently as the other one was taken into Finn’s hand. Her eyes were watery and red, she didn’t know what to say. He was saying everything possible, but she couldn’t get her own words out. Her mother had sent her here, that was obvious but whether or not she wanted others to know that was still up for debate.

As his whispered question, Lily’s eyebrows crinkled together. He had told her about his father, so perhaps she should tell him. Her eyes moved from his and drifted across the room to the small hole the dagger had made in the plasterboard. Her breathing was still heightened but even she could tell that each time she gained these memories, the less of an impact it had on her mind.

“My house, I saw my house.” Eventually, she turned her head back down to Finn, letting out a soft sigh as she resigned herself to simply telling him. “My parents were there.” Her voice was steady enough, maybe the smallest deviation here and there.

As his fingers slipped up into his hair, Callisto let out another small huff of air, more of a quiet gasp. He didn’t care for boundaries currently, his mind was too strewn around for him to care about silly things like that. Callisto from an hour ago may have flushed beet red and stammered around if he could see what was currently happening. Current Callisto only let more of his weight be supported by Xevon.

“I don’t want to remember.” His voice was harsh in his throat, lowered and gravelly, the hand curled around Xevon’s neck and shoulder tightened its hold. “Why does he have my memories..” He didn’t frame it as a question, he knew that Xevon wouldn’t know the answer. However, that fact posed a new threat to Callisto. If they killed him, would all his memories come flooding back? It would kill him. Double kill him.

Callisto carefully leaned his head backwards, looking up to Xevon. His eyes were glassy and distressed, all thoughts of wanting to hide any pitiful emotions from the other man in the past had been swept away with the return of his memories.