"I can't remember most of them," she supplies, feeling anxious as she watches his expression like a hawk for any minute changes. Even when she does see them they don't really help. She doesn't know what an arched eyebrow means when it comes from him.

This all makes sense, though. It was a period of profound stress. She listens attentively, trying to understand what these big, new concepts mean, like memory encoding. Very cautiously, hands clasped in her lap, Gela takes a breath in.

"What about... curses?"