26-02-YC126
God feedeth the ravens indeed! What seems like the smallest morsel to one can be the grandest feast to another. Yet feasts can have a way of leaving one hungry for even more. I had no idea of the extent to which Ishta's incident had actually affected her, but a chance conversation with the Directrix has given me much food for thought.
Apparently Ishta has lost the majority of her memories of the last five years! No wonder her words of "caring" for Sasha struck me as such an understatement. She recalls nothing of their relationship, or so it seems. Poor Sasha, he, of course, remembers everything, but I have no yet thought of how I can possibly make this news any less than devastating for him. Perhaps, in light of Ishta's background and the realities of our family's position it is for the best, but nonetheless it shall not be an easy thing for my brother to hear that his former fiancée remembers so little of him.
Or of their daughter. That is yet another dilemma, and for now a secret best kept to our family.
The Directrix also mention something I had not even imagined as a possibility. Ishta has been given a treatment, a form of benign virus as the Directrix described it, that over-rides the triggers of her training from her former life, the training that would automatically activate her heightened reflexes and make her the lethal killing machine I have seen her to be. I do not know if she is still able to consciously engage this training in some way, and I doubt she has been neutralised altogether. I also do not know if the one treatment she has had is the only one she shall ever need or if she will need periodic boosters, but what I do know is that I need to find out more. Apparently the Abbess was involved in this, so I think she would be the person to make gentle enquiries to. All for the sake of Sasha, of course. I am sure he would want to know as much as possible about Ishta's situation, although it would do no harm to our family's interests for myself and Felix to have some information of a more technical nature on this treatment. If I could somehow get hold of a sample, that would be ideal. Just think of the implications!
Aside from unexpected matters of Ishta, there is also to be a meeting with Edward about the restoration project. He has dreamed up some complaint or other, no doubt imagining LUMEN to be engaged in all sorts of nefarious activities. He has no idea! If the Directrix but gave us the opportunity and the permission, then I promise that my family and the assets of the 601st would be undertaking more information and intelligence gathering than Edward could conjure up in his wildest paranoia. Simply reading through the background information on the project given to me by the Praefecta, I could see any number of potential targets. Perhaps I ought to suggest it.
I can hear little Tata and her father coming to my room. What a delightful little giggle she has.