True Colours

Sitting opposite him and studying him carefully as he spoke, Vai rested her hands gently on her knees and nodded. Okay, so the memory loss seemed very... pointed. Specific. Was it just Sam then? "I know you were alright because... you were standing with me, then. And Sam was with us. And you knew him," she explained slowly. "Sam was the one who tried to stop you opening the door, when Ronin arrived. He was worried about you." She gave him all the time he needed to get his head together (as much as possible anyway), in the meantime leaning over to tug at one of the crates. She lifted out a bottle of wine, uncorking it and offering it to Remi in case it might help to steady his nerves. "Ludo's... mask? The one that let you see Ianto, through the barrier?" she asked, her eyes widening. She was further confused when he continued to explain about the encounter with the ragged god, tucking a lock of hair out of her face. "Strange that it was Isla. I thought Ludo usually appeared as your mother." vervain well i'll rest my eyes and i'll let the earth breathe