Hmm? I would think that'd be at least a detail to keep track of when you do... ninja things.

*Like it might be a very small detail, but being this high up has to mean at least a little something. But that thought vanished from her mind as that other half-thought managed to find its footing. Cementing itself down into the details she remembered, and the details she forgot.*

You were that guy who didn't like parties who got dragged there by his friends! My hair looked like this at the party.

*She'll worry about drinks later, right now she wants to know if she got that right. Lola's hair faded from pink to sterile lifeless faded out white.*

I was the short one.

*You're always the short one.*