[ No, Caprica doesn't think they've ever spoken — but there's something like recognition on her face, after a moment. She must have seen her on the Vine before. ]

I'm not sure.

[ A pause, and then she amends, ] More than a year passed in my world between the time I left here and now. But I don't know if the same amount of time has passed here.

[ She's quiet for a moment, thinking back, recalling memories that are only now coming back to her after so long away. ]

The last thing I remember — there was a storm. Everyone was having strange dreams.