[March firmly believes in giving people the benefit of the doubt until they cross her (in ways profound or miniscule--she's not above getting worked up over trivial slights). Benedikta has been nothing but patient and accommodating in this conversation, regardless of her reasons. It's only fair that March does the same. It's what a trailblazer is supposed to do: explore, understand, establish, connect.]

That's the date I was found frozen in space in a huge chunk of Six-Phased Ice.

[March herself is, as always, an open book. There's no Dan Heng or Mr. Yang to advise her to do otherwise.]

I don't actually remember anything about myself from before then, not even my own name. So I decided my name would be March 7th going forward.