Molly looked down at their hands in thought, her eyes narrowing a bit. Questions like that should have prompted immediate answers. But when she thought about them, really thought, her mind was a blank, just as Garnet had said. Why couldn't she remember her birthday? And what about her parents? She used to be so close to her rather.

Or had she been at all?

This was all getting a bit weird. But, at the same time, Molly wanted to know more, to learn about the dreams she'd been having, and the specific girls in them. Those eight other girls, and her being the ninth... To her, finding out about them was very important.

"I think you're right," she finally replied after a lengthy pause. Then she looked up again, eyes searching Garnet's face. "So then, if these are memories... what does that mean?"