Smiling at her gently, he takes her outside the castle and walks with her past his motorcycle and off the beaten path, into tall grass and weeds. His eyes gaze out to the small forest ahead of them. After walking most of the way in silence, he stops at the edge, leaning on an oak. "Have you been out here yet? I think it's peaceful here, especially here...' He points through the trees to a clearing filled with blooming flowers and a small apple orchard. "Would you like to see it?"

"Yeah.." Ayn relaxes slightly and walks towards the clearing, bending over to examine a flower. "First day of spring.. I didn't even sense it until I came out here.."

Cylas follows her and watches as the sun sets over the horizon. His gaze shifts to Ayn and he walks nearer to her. "What do you remember of me?"

Ayn frowns and turns, looking up at him. "I.." She tries to focus on one passing image at once, but they spiral out of control, causing her to hold her head in her hands and fall to her knees.

Cylas quickly falls to his knees as well and holds her gently in his arms, he presses his lips to her ear and softly whispers to her. "Ayn? You're going to all right. You don't have to think too hard right now, these things will come with time..." He runs a finger through her hair and continues whispering. "Do you want to remember..?"

She musters a nod, staring at the ground for a few minutes before regaining her composure. "Sorry..."

Cylas kisses her head before standing and helping her up as well. "There's nothing to apologize for, you've done nothing wrong. I'm going to take you somewhere to help you get your memories back." Cylas takes her hand and leads her out of the forest, walking at a slow pace.

She's not sure why, but around Cylas, Ayn feels relaxed.. Comfortable, even. She smiles at him and after a moment's walk, they're standing in front of his motorcycle. "Nice bike.."

He laughs out loud, not exactly expecting the comment. "...Ha, thanks. It's constantly crapping out though, always something needs to be fixed." He unsheathes his sword and sticks it into a crafted-on metal sheathe on the side of his bike. He climbs on and motions for her to follow.

Alinos sat on the gates, examining his nails. Having spent the past few minutes considering whether or not he ought to keep an eye on the pair, he finally dismisses it. Cylas was strong, strong enough to make sure Ayn wasn't harmed, at least.

"I feel like I missed the party," Lara mumbled, rubbing her eyes to look up at Alinos. The Angel flicked gray hair to the side of his face in reply.

"Ayn's back, with amnesia. Oddly enough, she seems to have some recollection of the past."

Lara raised an eyebrow, "You mean Gale and the castle?"

"No," Alinos floated to the ground, "She remembers Cylas, or at least she knows that she should remember him."

"Oh," The girl muttered lacking enthusiasm.

Sensing he's unwittingly sailed into a disagreeable topic, he quickly changes course, "The Castle is still a mess, I'm going to go clean out the courtyard."

"Yeah, I saw. I thought he'd been gone since he destroyed Estecia, though."

"Nothing good lasts for long, unfortunately." Alinos glides back into the castle, shortly followed by Lara.

((lolz, let's say Legion's Christmas ended by now))