[She flinched at Ankh's shouting and turned to hiss him quiet, a finger to her lips, spinning away again and cupping her hand around the mouthpiece of her phone.]

See, that's the funny part. It's-- Ankh, but he's an arm again. And I don't think he remembers us. He remembered your clothes, and he seems to remember Shingo, sort of, but...

[She's quiet for a moment and looked over her shoulder at him.]

...Eiji, didn't he...?