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The lack of memories and knowledge of who he was had bothered Nathan at first. He didn't even have identification that he could read to figure out who he was so he was completely and entirely clueless. The scars on his body told him nothing but that he apparently was accident prone.

Nathan had realized fairly quickly that he couldn't read anything to help him figure out why he was a complete blank slate of memories so he'd just gone out exploring and nearly fallen right into the ball pit on accident. Neither this Nathan or the Nathan with memories had ever seen something like this and after looking around to make sure no one was near, he'd dove in and come up, laughing.

It felt like swimming but not. Even the slight feeling of nausea and the buzzing in his head could be ignored when he was playing around in a pit of balls. Nathan kept wading through, diving under and then resting on his back like he was floating in some water.

He grinned which was a weird sight on typical Nathan's face but this Nathan didn't care. He could show off his eyes and his scarred skin and not worry about judgment because he didn't know he had to be judged.

He was just going to play in the ball pit. Maybe for another hour (or longer). Another hour in the ball pit, anyone?

[Open! Couldn't resist]

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She didn't know who she was or where she was, which made her a little uneasy, so she decided to go exploring. And, of course, if you're going to explore, you should start from the top. So... here she was, peeking in the door and watching the boy have fun in the... whatever it was.

"What are you doing?" she asked finally.

"I have no idea," he said because he didn't. "But, I'm having a good time while being absolutely confused as hell."

He didn't know his name, his birthday, where he was or what he was doing there but stressing over that just gave him a headache so he'd chosen not to stress.

"I've never seen anything like those... things you're in."

She watched for a moment more, than drifted in a little closer. "It's fun?"

"I don't know if I've ever seen them before." Maybe he had, maybe he hadn't but he honestly had no idea. "They're not bad. Safe from what I can tell. Pretty comfortable too."

"Hmmm..." she drifted even closer, reaching out a curious hand to touch one of the balls. "Funny..."

Did she dare go in? Well, why not. She didn't think she was particularly the shy retiring type - at least she didn't think she was. She wasn't scared, just cautious, but if he said it was safe...

She climbed in and let herself sink and float in the balls, grinning up at him after a moment. "This IS fun!"

Nathan tossed one of the balls her way before pushing backwards.

"Yeah, I don't know who I am or why I'm here but I think I'd like to stay if this place has something like this in it's hotel."

That's what the building felt like to him, a hotel, what with all the rooms.

She caught the ball and tossed it back, giggling as she jumped backwards herself and let the balls catch her and let her slide down. "I don't know what a hotel is, but I do like this. It's good enough to stay in, I think."

"Did you wake up without knowing anything about yourself this morning?" Nathan asked her, submersing himself down to his neck and staying there. "Freaked me right out."

She nodded. "I was in a room with two beds and some girl was asleep in one and I just got up and snuck out because I didn't know anything and I was afraid I wasn't supposed to be there."

Some things seemed to just leak through apparently, actual memories or not.

"It was so fancy. All of this is. I don't remember ever seeing things so fancy." She leaned towards him and lowered her voice. "And there's all the hot water you want!"

Someone might have spent a lot of time playing with the showers.

Nathan smiled at her excitement over the hot water. "It sounds like something you're not used to. Maybe? Or do you even remember if you're used to it or not?"

She dunked herself backwards in the balls a time or two while she considered that. "I don't think I am used to it. But maybe I just really really like it? It is pretty awesome!"

"You're not alone in that thought," Nathan said, snickering again. "And you seem to really like this...whatever this. I don't know what this thing would even be called. Bathtub without the water but full of these plastic balls?"

"Yes," she said definitely. "I like this very very much and I'm almost certain I've never seen anything like it before. But, I don't know."

"Do you remember anything?"

"No." It was disconcerting and scary and strange. "Not even my name. I have to have one of those but I don't know what it is. I just know...I woke up."

"I don't know mine either," she admitted. "It's very strange. I did look in the mirror for a while to see if I could figure out what kind of a name I looked like, but I couldn't tell."

"I think I might just pick one if I can't remember," Nathan decided, shrugging. "If I don't know what my name is, how is anyone else going to know if I'm telling the truth or not? I could pick a name I like."

"Very true," she said. "What sort of name do you like? We could pick one now. Or you could pick one for me. You look like someone who knows good names."

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"I do?" He wasn't sure she was right about that but it was a nice compliment nonetheless. "I wonder what about me makes me look like I know good names."

He smiled briefly. "Thanks. I don't know if I've thought of anything good for me just yet."

"I don't know," she said thoughtfully. "You just look... solid and trustworthy, but with imagination, too."

"Thank you," Nathan said, smiling down at the plastic balls. "I don't know if anyone's ever told me that before but, for me right now, you're the first. So, thanks. I hope I really am that kind of person."

[Sorry about that. I crashed out with a headache.]

"It's okay," she said blushing a little. "I'm glad I found you while I was exploring. And this place. I'll have to come back."

She floated around in the balls for a while. "Do you think we'll ever remember anything?"

"Hard to say," Nathan answered with a shrug. "I don't even know what caused this so I can't really say if it'll ever go away. Are we sick? Was there an accident? Something else? Hard to know what'll happen without all the information."

"I guess," she said. "I don't like the idea of not knowing, but what can we do? I suppose I should continue exploring, make sure I know everything I can about wherever this is."

"Maybe." He didn't have any real urge to go anywhere. "I figure it'll all be there in a bit when I'm ready to explore. And I don't remember anything if I go now versus going later. I'm just trying to see if maybe if clears up on its own."

Since he didn't think seeing a doctor or anything would help. How did a doctor put memories back?

"All right then," she said, and climbed a little reluctantly out of the ball pit. "Maybe I'll see you later then."

She would have liked to stay, but some instinct was pushing her to keep exploring.

[So sorry, life went boom!]

"Maybe." He had no idea where he'd go next. "Be safe, okay?"

She waved and smiled at him a little shyly. "I will. You too?"

"I will," he nodded. "Thanks."

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