She hadn't intended to limit what Ena could do, but she had to. What if no one else reached that dream, what if she never snapped out of her memory? "How would a random survivor know of your name? Ena." She paused and smiled sadly. "Why would a survivor be, hah, so calm?"

Well she hoped she was calm anyway. She probably wasn't as in control as she'd like to be, but this would have to do. Her gaze shifted toward the men who were trying to dig someone out... Why did she have such a bad feeling about this...?

"I'm not from here. I'm not even from this world." She then went silent. Someone not from that world, who stayed quiet and knew her name. Hopefully this would be enough to plant the seeds of doubt and soon get her to snap. This had to work.If this memory was to continue, who knew what would happen.