Of course he knows, of course. It's, it's so fucking stupid to still get upset over this, like she's the one who got completely fucking screwed in all this. Well, she kinda did too, but in other ways. At least nobody ever just, ripped a huge chunk of who she was away without her even realizing it, an entire past rewritten so impossibly, so horrifically that even having the real memories back can't quite heal it. This is something that's never really gonna be okay and she hates it, deeply and helplessly, because she couldn't protect him from it.

And he looks so lost in all of it. Both the boy keeping to himself in a world where every single person is an enemy at worst or forgettable at best, and her brother standing in the incomplete mess of what's supposed to be his past. Maybe she can't change what happened while she was gone, but she can for damn sure change what's happening here. She looks at him, lips pressing together as she swallows her own pointless hurt, and then she smiles. "I was there, and I said..."

"They're gonna eat your dirt when we make it big!" the girl crows as she joins the memory balancing two armfuls of freshly washed bowls and plates. Just barely peeking over the stacks of her work, she shoots a suspicious glare the way of whoever had talked to Taako, then sets down her burden next to the pot and drapes over her brother's head to grab the spoon from him. "Lemme see that, did you put more cumin in it this time?"