"Alfredo..." Romeo looked towards him, not smiling but glad to see Alfredo regardless, especially when it had been his words that had filled his head.

When I was feeling low, Bianca always used to tell me... He only has three... four memories of his time before the heavens and he knows each one well, holds onto the details in his heart.

"Alfredo. Who is Bianca?" He looked back at the sparkly bookmark. "You can't say about how I know her, or if she's my friend or anything." That would be dangerous. "But who is she? She sounds very smart..."