[The way Lumine looks at this scarf at first surprises him, and he wonders if she just really likes it that much. He keeps an eye on her as she feels the fabric, puts it on like it was hers to begin with, and sits there with it on perfectly. Ajax stares at her for a second, suddenly hit with this feeling of nostalgia that comes out of nowhere, and her words manage to cut through his reverie.

Que his own shock. He looks at her in confusion, the gears slowly turning in his head as he voices everything out.]

Your dreams? That can't be, we've had this scarf in our family for generations. It's practically a family heirloom, so who knows how long we've had it. It came into my possession only recent...ly...

[His breath catches in his throat, his eyes taking on a glassy look as he feels himself being whisked back to a time he doesn't know, with a girl with golden hair wearing that scarf as he stares longingly at her.]

I think, [he says slowly,] that belongs to you.