She nods. "The classrooms were intact, and some of the cathedral still stood, but most of it had crumbled away to ash."

So it's the right name. But that makes the situation even more confusing. It'd be one thing to find someone else grasping at snatches of matching memories... And it's not as though Mercedes isn't aware of the travelers from other worlds. But this experience is more than surreal.

"No, I'm not injured, not significantly anyway, and certainly not to my head. How to explain... It's something like deja vu? But it's more powerful - not just the sense of familiarity, but some of the memory. I remember now, you were in the Golden Deer and I was a Blue Lion...but I don't remember what those class names meant, or why they were important." A pause, and she tilts her head, one hand at her chin pensively. "...There was one more, wasn't there? No, two?"