Archetype looked at his mystery savior, realizing she bore no weapons.
"Well, what are you getting?" He asked her.
She tilted her head a bit at the question. "What?"
"A weapon. What weapon are you getting?" He elaborated, as he gestured to all the various weapons lying about the place.
"Not really how I do things." She said, fiddling with her nails.
It was now Archetype's turn to tilt his head in confusion. "Not how you... do things? Do you just plan on being a sitting duck out there? This is war. You need to defend yourself."
"I never said I was going on the battlefield." She replied.
"Then why are you here?" He rubbed his head, trying to figure out this enigma of a woman.
She looked directly at him. "Look, I know you have questions. And I assure you, I will tell you everything when the time permits. Just trust me."
Archetype chuckled slightly. "Trust you? How can I..." He stopped himself and rephrased it: "How can we trust you, when you haven't even told us your name?"
When asked this, her body position changed a bit. She stood upright, and looked at Archetype with an unreadable expression.
...
She answered in a quiet voice. "Phi"
"... excuse me?" Archetype asked.
"My name is Phi" She spoke in a louder tone.
"That name... sounds familiar, but..." He started to say. "God, I can't recall where I heard it from!"
Phi looked at him in disbelief. "You're not [tornado fang]ing around with me, are you? You honestly don't remember my name..." She lightly flicked the pendant that hung around her neck. "But you do remember what happened to Luna."
"Every day, every hour... but how could you possibly know about that?" He demanded.
Phi was absolutely flabbergasted at this point. "There's no way you could remember what happened that night... and not remember me." She stepped closer to him and searched his face. "Maybe you... have some sort of amnesia?"
Archetype shook his head. "No, if I had amnesia, I wouldn't have remembered that damned night at all." He said with anger in his voice.
Phi rubbed her chin and thought some more about this. "So your memory of me... is gone. If you're absolutely certain you don't remember me at all... then it's like your memory of Phi was erased, yet everything else was left intact."
He stared at her, but oddly, not in confusion; he started to believe she may be right.
After several seconds of silence, she spoke again. "Heh, we sure got sidetracked, huh?"
"What? Y-yeah, I guess." Archetype said, half-listening to her, still pondering how he could possibly forget Phi.
"Like I said, I won't need a weapon." She said while observing all the impressive weaponry around her. "But... I suppose it won't hurt to have one for the hell of it."
Archetype didn't respond, still zoned out from these new revelations.
"Hey! Niu, was it? What do you recommend for a newbie like me?" Phi asked.