"... Sometimes. It's never that concrete, though. Just flashes." Colors and smells and emotions, all slipping like sand from between her fingertips the moment she wakes up.

"I know about Mara because... because Light Hope told me. Even if a lot of it was distorted by the First Ones' beliefs. And I know about her from Madame Razz, too, even though it could get pretty confusing because she couldn't tell us apart half the time." She lets out an awkward little chuckle, then falls silent.

"... And I know from Mara, because she left a message on her ship-- that was the first time I got a clear, honest view of what happened to her. That's when I knew she wasn't a bad person, or a traitor at all."

And then, depsite her best efforts, her mind reels her back to her parents. Adora's face scrunches up for a moment, before she wills her features back into smoothing, filtering a long breath through her teeth.

"But that's never going to matter to any of the First Ones."