It never occurred to her that it might be both of them she's half-remembering, two people who overlap so much she remembers them as one, perhaps? She can't remember anything that would help her tell, any more than she can recall a way of telling which is which. One older, one younger - but neither the age of the person she remembers.

"I was with thrree people, orr I think it was thrree. We werre talking and laughing." She misses that, so fiercely it burns. She wants it back. Considering who's asking, she goes into more detail. "We were all similar, the same kind of skin and hair, but there was one who looked like you, with small round horns and red in his eyes, and one in yellow with...I think he had four horns, not two, and the third, I haven't seen her or anyone like her, but she was older, and she was in green, and one of her horns had this little hook at the tip." It's hard to put everything into words, and some of the details she guards jealously. They're all she has.