sorry for the delay

[ Cassie had been walking around, trying to find her own memories in an effort to keep other people from having to deal with her shit. She'd had some good moments in her life, but overall... It wasn't exactly storybook material. Dressed warmer than when she'd first arrived, she sits, lantern attached to her hip like Quentin had shown her and gives herself a break from other people's memories. She needed to find the owners of the ones she had in her pocket before picking more up. Almost tempted to get on the network and just do an all-points bulletin if she knew which person in the memories was here.

Fidgeting with her sleeve, she watches the aurora trying to figure out her own personal next steps and trying very hard to not just sigh dramatically. ]