"I'm not surprised... there are infinite variations of events and points within them that this machine takes people from." He sighs then, the first sign of just how weary he is of it all. "It does not matter, not truly. Whether our memories are precisely the same or not. You are still my dearest friend." With that he lets an arm curl around her, drawing her in to lean on his shoulder. Inappropriate, perhaps, but having Marianne at his side again after so long is more of a comfort than he thought to expect from this place.

"But, so I do not confuse you... I think, given what I've already said, that you do recall the Professor choosing to teach the Golden Deer? I ask only because it seems to be the most common point of deviation. And beyond that what's the last you recall?" How much does he need to explain, in other words. Though depending on how late her memories go he may not need to explain much at all.