[ To be fair, it surprises him too. He's not even sure where it's coming from, only that he feels the time has come for him to stop being confused and passive and actually charge into whatever the hell this is head on. Even so, he has a feeling that maybe everything about this could go wrong, that he'll make the situation worse somehow. But it's not going to fix itself. He can't just pretend that nothing's happening. ]

Yeah. Yeah, that's what we need to do. I don't know how the hell we're going to do that, because... no, I don't remember anything about the story. [ He pounds the side of his head once with his hand, as if the action will jar loose his memories. ] I don't get it. I don't forget things, not like this. [ Why is this happening? ]

I- [ He starts to say something else to express more of his frustration, but then he feels her slide her hand towards him until their hands are touching. Fingers curl around his, and instinctively, almost as if something is telling him this is the right thing to do, he slides his fingers between hers and he smiles: a wide smile, the closest thing to a happy one that he's worn since this whole thing started. ]

Well, I guess we're in for a bit of a hike. You don't mind, do you?