Benjiro knows so little of the memories, only having learned of one from Sadie a short time ago this very day. He isn’t quite ready to ascribe ownership of those memories, even if the perspective lends to the people receiving them.

To that, the teenager smiles gratefully and nods his head, “That’s all I can ask. I actually knew several people at the start. I had already met some of them shortly after moving here last year. For now, it seems we can only contact other local individuals who have a Number, but perhaps that will change too.” Already trusting those individuals certainly helped him move into acceptance that Numbers are part of their reality and not figments.

“I don’t know how much else I can tell you since we know so little, but if you think of any questions, you can text me any time.”