The kittyninja pointed to the nearby trashcan in the corner. Then he flopped into a chair backwards, his arms folded over the top and his head resting on them.
"You know, I kinda have the same problem, I think. I remember things that aren't always very clear. I have nightmares about it. From what I've been told, it all has to do with my past life. I only know a little about it... but it doesn't matter. Whatever I was before doesn't matter to me. You're what matters to me, Scarpy."