"I'm Daine," she corrects him. "The wildmage, remember?" She casts about for something they've done that would be hard to forget, but has a strangely difficult time coming up with anything. She's certain that they know each other, anyway, and if she knows that much, it's odd that Gabriel doesn't.

As she rubs her hand over her face in frustration, a more detailed memory finally presents itself, and she seizes upon it. "You - you said you'd show me your apartment, because I was living down here and you thought apartments were nicer, but I didn't like skyscrapers." It comes out in a sort of desperate, triumphant rush, and she gives him an expectant look, hoping he'll have some idea of what she's talking about.