"Alright. If you're sure you're okay," Ash said, a tinge of hesitation in her voice. Regardless, she didn't want to miss this opportunity and soon the pair were outside with the cool night air reddening their cheeks. This weather was Ash's favorite--cold, but not windy. Enough that one's breath could look like one's soul leaving the body. They were alone now, and Ash was given the opportunity to tell her story. "I...I know you don't like talking about this, but how often do you black out? Do you remember anything about last night?"