Yeah. Of course. 

"My room?"

Nod nod. He knows where that is too.

Yeah. That makes sense.

She opens the door to her for him and once he's inside, she flops face up on her bed and after a moment, pats the spot next to her.

"Okay. So."

He sits. "So you've got good magic powers and I've got lousy ones?"

Xeya is a very cuddly person by nature, which he will have observed by now. She moves into easy cuddling range but does not initiate without asking.

 "...sorry yours are so shitty. I think I have mine set up to help me remember you? I have a notes file and I'm adding to it as we talk, and I think it's set up to remind me when I see you. Which... we should test, but we don't have to do that now, if you don't want to."

"I'm, uh, not in a hurry. ...if it doesn't work, then what."

"If you tell me that I have notes on you or that we've met before that should work even if my reminders don't? It worked this time." She looks over at him. "...How are you on, uh, physical contact."

"I hugged you a minute ago," he points out.

Then she will lean on him, a bit tentatively.

"Do you - want to tell me the things I haven't remembered, so I can actually get it written down this time? It's okay if not."

"I didn't write them down either. I helped you move in. I asked what the poi were and you started teaching me how but then you ran off to get something. You helped me put groceries away one time, I sent you off with the ice cream and the wagon. And once I tried explaining, I said something like, yeah, I'm in there next to something about... Opposite Day?... and you checked, and you hugged me then, too, and you were going to write more about it and then I think something on your computer grabbed you and I wasn't continuous enough."

Her eyes flash. (She's already exported her old journal to the ring, so it's easy to search.) 

 "Oh, gosh, I - when I was writing up my journal Saturday night, yeah, there you are. And then..." She frowns, eyes glowing. "...do you remember what day it was, that you told me the first time?"

"It might have been a... Tuesday?"

"...Okay, if it was the first Tuesday I was here, that night I had to talk Risa out of sleeping with her professor, which... definitely could have distracted me, jeez." She lets out a weak laugh. Leans into him a bit more.

...he puts an arm around her. "That does sound distracting."

"Yeah, but I - man. That must not have been fun for you, sorry." She wraps an arm around him and pulls herself closer.

"It happens literally all the time."

"Yeah, but - you'd just told me, right? Do you do that often?"

"Not that often. Every few months if there's a, like, good setup for it, and most of the time they figure I'm doing a bit."

"Ah. Yeah, I think I would have if thought it was a bit if I didn't have journal entries? But - it's really rare I write something down and don't remember it on reread, especially not with that much detail." 

She updates her notes a bit: Fine to hug and stuff. Tells people abt curse only rarely, usually they think it's a joke. (She is maybe doing that a bit compulsively. But whatever!)

"Yeah, I guess I've never happened to specifically tell someone how to look me up before unless they were like, a bank teller who wouldn't expect to personally remember me."

That makes sense. "Well. You shouldn't need to for me, anymore. ...not that I'm excited to test it, really? But notes are a lot better than nothing."

"Can't put off testing it forever. One of us is going to need to go to the bathroom or something, or you'll get a text, or sometimes I can't even reconstruct what does it."

"Yeah, but... no need to rush it." Xeya is maybe clinging a bit?

(It's hard not to think about - how she'd feel, living like that, and... she'd want to be held about it, if it were her.)

He is certainly not trying to shrug her off. "Yeah."

She's quiet, for a bit. "You know, from almost everyone else's perspective, this house is haunted."