Okay??

"You're - magic? There's more - there's magic people?"

Pull (with. More force than her body should have, really,) and he's upright! 

"I don't know if it's magic, but -" wait

"- what do you mean, more magic people?" 

"Well you got way fucking better powers than I did!" he says, a little hysterically, tugging at a rent in his shirt.

"Yeah... I'm really lucky to get to be able to do this - why, what are yours?" And how does he... know her... 

"I'm just really, really unmemorable and I can't turn it off and the last time I told you this you were going to write it down but you got distracted!" He's maybe crying. "Oh my god, I would have died, maybe somebody else'd've lived through that but I would have just, I'd have died, six people would've had to call an ambulance before one got me to the hospital -"

Yeah ok he's not okay!! "...can I hug you?" 

He hugs her without further invitation.

(If she's listening to the screaming couple down the street they're now examining damage to the car and talking like it was probably a deer.)

She holds him tightly. "Hey, it's okay, you're safe now..."  

And she hears the argument and then she processes the rest of what what he said and  <have I met this person before?>

<Multiple times since you became a Blue Lantern, yes.> It helpfully gives her a calendarized list of her ring-journal snippets corresponding to those interactions.

"Skip?", she whispers hesitantly. 

"...that's me, how'd -"

"Oh, uh - it's like a computer in my head, I journal in it now, and - it remembers you just fine, even if I don't..."

She sounds distracted - she's still processing. Augh, she introduced herself to him like seven times in the last few days? (Squeeze.)

"...yeah. Computers remember me."

"Okay, wellllll. I am debatably part-computer, now - please don't tell anyone, by the way - and I think I can get it to remind me when I notice you? And centralize my notes? I will try and set that up right now, actually..."

<Okay. Whenever I notice this person and don't recognize them, please remind me that this is Skip, he has a... mysterious condition that means I can only remember him through notes, and pull up a file called 'notes on Skip'? Start it with the fact that he knows I have powers but not about you, that I saved his life after he got hit by a car, and then a summary of everything from those prior interactions.> 

(If he looks down at her, he'll notice that her eyes are glowing.)

"I won't tell anyone. They might not remember if I did, sometimes people can learn things from me, like where the ice cream goes, but only things that they'd... buy if they just 'heard it somewhere'."

"Well, that's good news for my secret identity," Xeya mutters.

She looks around. "...Do you want to get back inside?"

"...yeah. I think the car people will forget me no problem." (They now sound very confident it was a deer.)

"I've been listening, they think it was a deer." She sighs and lets go of him.

Wait, hmm. "Actually - can I - " and she reaches her right arm out to him.

"Yeah. That's probably smart." He takes her by the arm, he's a little stress-wobbly.

Xeya is remarkably stable for her size and weight! (Flight costs nontrivial amounts of ring charge, but quietly augmenting her strength and balance with her hopes really doesn't seem to.)

Her eyes stop glowing and she looks up at him. "You must have told me the first time before I got my powers, sorry. I don't have any of that." 

"Yeah. I've lived here as long as Annika has, we've run into each other. ...are the powers why you started showing up in the middle of the night?"

(Her eyes flash momentarily as she commits these facts to her notes file.)

"Yeah. I've been going out to the big hospitals in bus range and healing people in secret." 

"Oh, that's so cool..."

Happy wiggle. "It's great! I love getting to help people like this, bring hope into their lives... I feel really lucky." 

Here's the house. She'll let him open the door. (She's not letting go of him.)

He knows the door code, of course.