She's content to lie prone as she is, with the warm sand on her back and her feet still lingering in the water. The contrast is wonderful, and helps to ease the blow of all of her memories rushing back at once. But she does need to move eventually, especially when she recognizes the voice of the man calling out to her.

"Hey," she says sitting up with a minor grimace. "It's Moira, actually. Sorry for the confusion. It's...a long story."