There was an unease lingering over Fran - that fear in the back of her mind of not knowing just what Memoria would drag up from the pit of your deepest memories. Some things were not for public broadcast. Although it seemed those travelling with could only see the setting and not the detail. That, at least, gave Fran some small peace of mind.

She followed Cid, preparing herself for whatever may come, be it a glimpse of her own past, or of her new-found companions.