"That's good to know," Sophia replies, though she doesn't look up; she can hear the reassurance, however, which turns that small smile a little warmer.

His following statement doesn't-- dismiss the smile, exactly, the frown she wore earlier does return. "That is easier said than done, I'm afraid." She shakes her head. "But...in spite of their efforts, at least I still have a chance to discover that for myself."

She's found herself taking care now with exactly who she shared the knowledge of her loss of memory, and the need to be closed off seemed so much stronger in that regard after the past night's events. Still, she disliked the thought of being less than truthful here, with this man. "I haven't been here, in Union, for very long. But I already feel that if I'm going to learn about who I am, this is the place I should be to do it."

So many had died, yes. But so many still yet lived because of the intervention of humans and pokémon, and the other Gods too.