[ She looks at Leia, overcome with a sudden urge she doesn't understand. Almost like she feels the need to defend herself in some way, or clear up a misunderstanding. This passes however, so... instead she'll think about how to answer the question.

It didn't feel quick, that's for sure. ]

Eventually, yes, but it took some months. In reality, we were on a steamship together on our way to Great Britain when he...

[ Already the dream falls apart, so it should be easy to just talk about it, like any other ridiculous dream. Or even any other murder case. She finds herself unable to, though, as if her saying it might jinx it into happening. ]

Anyway, I found out he was alive... Just with no memory.