Farnese turned on her heel to face the one who had snuck up on her. She relaxed a little upon seeing it was just a person, rather than anything ... worse.

However, what he is saying is puzzling, and strange. She, too, had no memory of arriving here when she did, but for him to not know who he was seemed unusual. She had remembered everything about herself -- well, as far as she knew, she supposed -- despite not knowing how she had arrived.

And should he be wet, if he'd just come from the fountain ...? No, others had come from the bunker, too -- wasn't that right?

But she tried to remember what others had told her upon arrival. She was still a little disoriented herself, so certainly this other person would be quite upset as well.

"Well -- um, I do not know who you are, but ... I will tell you all that I know." Farnese straightened, a little, trying her best to recite from memory the things she herself had been informed on. "The other people who have been brought here from far away say that they also don't remember. Coming here, that is to say, they don't remember coming here."

She seems a bit nervous, now that she's the one being counted on to explain everything ...