We sat next to each other now, my hands running along the small gap between us. Zidane was watching the fire we had set up, and he let out a small sigh as he turned to me.
"Are you ready to tell me now?"
I gave a small sigh, then slowly nodded. "Would you be able to handle it?"
Zidane gave a small shrug, his eyes peering straight into mine. "I would like to think that you trust me, Leilyn."
"There is no one I trust more," I said quietly, then moved closer. "I need to know something."
He gave a small nod. "What is it?"
"You remember me from the first time we met, Zidane."
His brows furrowed a little. "What?"
I gave a small shrug. "You said it back there. In the valley. You said you remembered me from back then. Is it true?"
His eyes darted across both of mine, and he gave a small
