"I guess I don't." She walked along with him. "Others followed me, but I discouraged them."
She was worth following, but it was not that which was strange. Now she seemed composed and extraordinarily friendly, a complete reversal from last night. Had she learned something during the day which changed her opinion of him? He hoped she had.
She stopped at the edge of the Shelter area. "Do you live here?"
Learned something? She seemed to have forgotten.
He nodded.
"For the same reason?"
His throat tightened. He had told her all that last night. Couldn't she remember?
"Yes," he said.
"I thought so. That's why I didn't mind your following me."
Here was the attraction factor that Borgenese had spoken of; it was functioning again, for which he was grateful. But still, why? And why didn't she remember last night?