Melody considers him thoughtfully, trying to make sense of this. She's come across some strange things in her time, but never a man who kept forgetting. She'd wave it off as something medical, but it seems to be something more. Something she can't quite figure out.

"You don't remember anything from this morning?" she tries, tilting her head as she studies his face. "What about if I told you we had eggs for breakfast, does that trigger anything?"