QUOTE : She’s forgotten me. It’s over. I don’t want to see her again, and now I’ll have to. I won’t be able to help it. I’ll have to sit back and just watch her…live. Without me.” <br /><br />The ifrit shrugs. “Then I overestimated your feelings for her.” <br /><br />My jaw drops. “How dare you? Because I don’t want to see that she’s forgotten me?”<br /><br />"No. Because nothing is really ever gone or forgotten. If she’s a piece of you, and you of her, then memory is merely an obstacle—our power covers the memory, it doesn’t erase it. And I should think, at least based on what I saw in your eyes last night, that it’s an obstacle worth going up against.