Atalanta led the way, heading out at a brisk walk. "So you've no idea who she is?" She asked, a bit absentmindedly. If she was repeating herself, it was because her mind was elsewhere.Iris nodded in agreement, actually pondering her statement some even though it was simply an answer to her question. She supposed it all depended. Sometimes the past could be better than the future would be or vice versa. It was all just a game of dice, really. She smiled, stating "She was in the garden, or at least near it. Let's go."