she tracked him to the cafe. it wasn't right that her past was in his mind, and not her own. she watched his every move. when he sat down, she entered. she sat across from him, acting as if this was perfectly normal. "I need to aquire the information you're carrying. that information doesn't belong in your hands, anyhow." she said. "I don't know what you're talking about." he said simply, taking a sip of the dark liquid swirling in his glass. "I'm talking about my past. my parents, the journal, the apprentice, everything." she said, softer with every word. he suddenly dipped a long, elegant finger in his glass, and blew towards her. they touched her face in the forehead and cheeks. she felt a sudden drain in energy, and the apprentice's face appeared in front of her. as her line of vision went black, she saw his face slowly spread in a smile.