"You could say that." Zahra leans on a fence post, staring up at the sky. They were fortunate, really. If they had to deal with two sets of memories on top of being three people at once—ish (it's complicated)—they probably would've turned out a lot less well-adjusted than they are.

"I mean... I'm lucky, I think? I got to experience all of Atem's memories without a bunch of out-of-context snippets and weird instincts, and I have a degree of separation from them. Because. You know." They gesture vaguely at themself. "But having memories from Ancient Egypt rattling around in my head... it's a bit weird, yeah."