Suspicious that Belhart might found out something through her nightmare. Monna couldn't let their conversation drifted in an obscure direction.
"Do you… maybe know something about me? Or perhaps, you heard something from someone else?"
Never told anyone about her past memories. Monna had only ever told herself the whole structure of madness in the course of her life. Didn't trust anyone and didn't want to involve anyone.
Monna always kept all her fears tight.
Even to her parents. To her brother. As well as people who were nearby. Monna never once wanted to share her troubles. Wanted to do everything she can by herself to make her bad luck change.
Now, it was Belhart who seemed to have found something. Suddenly asked her to trust him?
Believe in what and concerning?
Could it be, Belhart actually knew something?
Monna's face suddenly became tense. Waiting for the answer. And hoped that it wasn't something to worry about.
