When it was actually Vriska who came to the door, Terezi felt elated and filled with dread all the while. The time at the festival fresh in her mind, and her other good memories of the blue-blooded troll resurfaced along with the bad ones. It created a heavier, faster, anxious beat in her chest that almost hurt with the excitement.

Terezi was almost unable to get the words out, but she resolved to do so, as she reminded herself it may be the last chance in a while. Maybe even forever. "...Since so much has happened, I wanted to check up on you, to make sure you were doing okay. Among other things. Besides, it's more real if it's when we both have all our real memories back."

Her fingers that clutched her cane gripped tighter so they wouldn't tremble. "Do you remember when you told me when I would do something I would regret and...couldn't take back? You're right, I did."