[Hit her head? No. If only. That would be slightly less questionable than... this little thing she has going on. Also less gross. As it stands, though, she just remembers a vastly different set of events than the Ikusaba he met. Not that she would know that, anyway.]

Following me around like a creepo, calling me the wrong name... and now you're offering your help? Get real! The only way you could help me is by getting out of my freakin' sight!

[A little desperate to avoid this confrontation. Yeah.]