[they sit right in front of the hearth, but Cecelia suddenly feels so very cold.

her eyes stay fixed on the flames, her element, even as her expression grows more withdrawn.

after a minute or so:]

I knew you once. A very long time ago. You were someone very dear to me.

[when she blinks again, she does feel tears and huffs gently, unlacing her fingers and gently dabs them away. stupid.

briskly, shaking her head:] But that doesn't apply here in this realm. No one else remembers that time, so I've concluded this one is a kind of...splinter or alter.

So it's technically not that I know you, but I know a you.