"Before I died in Beacon. Woke up on the ferry that brought us up to town with twelve hours, and a couple little slivers of Steve he helped me remember," Soldat explains. "While I was trying to kill him." They huff out a little sigh. "They'd fry my memories out of my head, before and after every mission. Before cryo. After cryo. Mid-mission, if a mission took too long. They started coming back after a few weeks in Beacon, and I'm still getting them. But it's not even-- it's a fraction of what I lost. Not even sure how many of them are actually real."

They dip their left hand into a pocket, count the ridges on handful of stones in there, and pull one out, a matrix opal embedded in simple sandstone. "Here. This one I'm pretty sure is real. Wrap your palm around it." If she takes it and does so, she'll see this memory.