He laughed a little. "My favorite is Pachabel's Canon in D. Then again... Mozart's are more fun to play. I don't have any of them with me, though. They weren't mine, and regrettably, I had to leave them where I found them. You can see where all my inspiration comes from though, living in a house like that. If only it wasn't cramped with kids, it'd be perfect. That and... I'm not related to them." His lips pursed slightly in distaste.
Enelya always thought as family being people who you weren't afraid to spend time with, but then, she didn't remember her family, so she wasn't in any place to judge.
"That's too bad, I bet you would have been brilliant. Would you mind showing me your works sometime? I'd love to see them." She gave him a radiant smile.
"If you're feeling up to it, I wouldn't mind hearing more about yourself."
As he said this, she realized that the main focus had been him for the past couple subjects, and thought maybe it made him uncomfortable. So, she was inclined enough to tell him what she could about herself...
"Well, I'll try and tell you what I remember..." her eyes wandered, where would she begin? "I don't know if I have amnesia, or if my brain just refuses to remeber, but, things are really vague for me, though sometimes, a peice will come to me in a dream... But all I remember is being the healer in the village, the little children would scrape their knees, and I'd mix up some Aloe Vera, or some such like that. I don't think they knew how, exactly I was able to heal them, but they were in pain, and I made it go away, so I don't think it made any difference to them. But, it was only when I talked to the animals, or the trees that they became suspicious. There are flashes of terrible faces, putting me down, and Archimedes trying to make me feel better. I spent a lot of time in the trees..."
Enelya took a deep breath, she had never, ever, fully explained to someone her past, or said it aloud all at one time. Only bits and peices were told to Archimedes, and even then, she didn't describe much.
"Then, the accident, I don't know how it happened, or how it started, just screams, red and orange flashes, more terrible screams...then, blank. I wound up in a willow tree." Enelya looked down, it was strange, not knowing herself, what she was like in the past, if maybe her personality had changed after the accident, or maybe she was just the same, she didn't know.
She looked at Kotah, who's purple eyes, gave her comfort, as sharp as they were. He seemed to understand, and well, talking to him made her feel better.
"That's...really all I remember..." she whispered.