"Weeks," Flynn repeats again, and then his hand is back on her shoulder, steadying. "I won't tell you that— that it's alright. When I forgot how to use my sword it... felt like I'd lost one of my limbs, or forgotten how to breathe. I felt beyond useless. Even now, having been training— but you have weeks, and you have help, in whatever way I can offer it. You've remembered forgotten things before."