Regrouping back at the Library
Alisa looked around, figuring that she might as well speak up first.
- "Right, so for what it's worth, Pablo's got a minor concussion. Couldn't recall a bunch of stuff from before his fishing trip, mentioned some kind of localized storm out at sea, fairly harmless stuff. Minor retrograde amnesia and feeling as if the room's spinning are all perfectly common symptoms. My guess is he hit a small rogue wave out on the water and hit his head."
She glanced at Gremian for a moment, before continuing.
- "As for the naked redhead he claimed he saw... That too could be the concussion talking. I know if i was swimming, and some crazed stranger was trying to chase me down in his boat, swerving like a drunkard, i'd be high-tailing it out of there pretty fast as well. The nakedness could simply be his memories being jumbled together and his mind linked the woman's red hair to a porn flick he's seen, so that's how he ended up remembering it. Should all straighten itself out in a couple of weeks, nothing to worry about."
She crossed her arms, smirking as she leaned forward again.
- "Sooo... While it was certainly interesting to have a nice long chat about naked women, i'm hoping you two've had better luck?"