Social etiquette dictated that it was my duty to receive the boy's, Ian's, hand and thus I did receive the handshake. Truth be told the rapid pace of the handshake was little annoying, but I neither voiced nor displayed such thoughts. It would do mean little good to go around creating enemies, especially when they all seemed as lost as I was. "Yes," I responded when the handshake finally stopped, "I do believe that it'd be in our best interests to work together for now. I sincerely look forward to it." 

[i]That's a lie.[/i]

I did take a minute to look over my newfound acquaintances. First off we had Ian, the man appeared to be rather friendly, if a little obnoxious. Perhaps excitable is a better turn, but at this point I was quite sure which was the dominating aspect of his personality. The next girl, Kotori, was rather mysterious. She struck me as the quieter sort, and her comment about being watched was a little too cryptic for my tastes. I should also note that she appeared to be an artist, but I doubt that would have much impact on her overall usefulness. Finally there was Emilie, another one of the friendly, ditzy sort. Much like the others, I needed more time to gauge her abilities. Although there was one thing that I needed to know, and tiptoeing around the subject would do no good. 

"Forgive me for the blunt nature of my question," I began in an attempt to hopefully to get their attention, "But how much do you all remember?" If my hunch was correct we had all lost our memories and if that was true then there must be something even larger at work. I sincerely hoped that was not the case and that I'd merely hit my head on that tree and fallen unconscious, because if there was something larger at work than the odds of recovering my memories decreased dramatically and I wasn't sure if I appreciated that outcome. Whatever my past may be, I was certain that I wanted to remember it.