Mars slowly approaches Cosmic, wearing a pink tutu, and with two mugs filled with hot cocoa, one in each hand. They were also wearing a Griffindor scarf, and sunglasses. "Okay, if this doesn't work on his ,empires, I don't know what will..."
Cosmic watches as a human approaches him with cups of cocoa.
Now something about all this seems to stir up memories in his head. Sometimes the memories seemed almost within his grasp, but then they slipped through his fingers.
Though one memory did manage to remain along with a name.
He could remember their name, and he felt like they were good friends.