[ Monika licks her lips. They feel dry all of a sudden.

She looks around at their surroundings. She completely trusts Souji, but others...not so much. When she feels like it's safe to talk, she takes a deep breath and returns her gaze to him. ]

Have you ever had a dream where you feel this insane desire to get somewhere, or maybe save someone, I don't know. You just have this strong need to want to move. But no matter what you do, your body feels like it's made of lead. If you move, it's not far. And you feel like you'll never get to where you want to be. Still, though, you keep trying and hoping.

[ Her voice lowers further. ] That's...that's what my memories are like. Sometimes I reach one, but most of the time I don't. The only things truly clear to me are the last few days before I came here. Everything else... [ She sighs. ] It's either insanely vague or out of reach. I know who I am, and I know parts of who I used to be, but...

[ She forces a smile onto her face. ] It is what it is, I suppose. I try not to think about it too much. Oh and, I'd really appreciate it if you kept this only between us~