"I thought much the same. I left the military I was with at..." Robin frowned, to think of it, and looked to the side. "It was an inopportune time. I would like to get back -- or to at least send word. But..."

She folded her arms, thinking about it for a moment. It was difficult to explain; part of it was Robin's mindset, which entailed looking at life and taking it as it came. It was a necessary coping skill for someone with amnesia. Robin couldn't dwell -- if she did, she could think too hard about how much she lost.

"I believe we came here for a reason," she said. "Both in why we were pulled away and why we were here. I think the answers are out there and that we'll find them. I try to make it manageable, by focusing on what's in front of me and learning what I can. Otherwise, I'm so out of my gourd..." She sighed. "It would be easy to be overwhelmed."