The next person he sees is unexpected. He sees her with a group of college students heading into the local library. They all have backpacks on and their arms full of books. Off to study for some big test or write a paper. Whatever students do. He isn't sure. Never had a day of schooling in his life.
They all wear matching uniforms. Plaid skirts, white button down shirts, jackets with their school crest on the outside. All so neat and proper. He follows them inside the library. It is open to the public after all. Not just students. They sit at a table in the back and spread their books out. Paper, books, pens, pencils all cover the table. Every inch is covered with something.
He takes a seat a few tables away from them. They spend the whole time gossiping about their classmates. Whispering about who likes who, who's dating who, and who slept with what guy. Her laughter rings out. He had never heard her laugh before. Never really spent any time with her. He hadn't trusted her. Not then at least. Not after she had tried to kill his king. Now she was just some innocent school girl.
The girls look over at his table and laugh. They start whispering about the homeless man. Say he must be crazy. That he needs a shower and not to get too close to him. That he'll probably follow them home and kill them in their sleep. She laughs along with them. There's no hint of recognition in her eyes. She doesn't know him. Has no clue who he is. Has no clue what happened in the past or that she even lived a life before this one. All she knows is that she's a student. That these are her friends and that she has a test coming up. What's important to her is the here and now. Not the past that she can't even remember.
She doesn't remember her time in Camelot. Doesn't remember killing the people she did or trying to kill the king. It was because of her that the last battle happened. Her fault that Mordred betrayed them and told Morgana who he was. It was her actions that help caused the end of King Arthur. She doesn't remember being hang for it and he thinks that is for the best. Thinks it is for the best that Kara can live peaceful in this lifetime. That hatred for the king no longer fills her heart.
He doesn't talk to her as he stands up from his table. It is best not to. He doesn't have anything to say to her and she doesn't know who he is. They are strangers. They have nothing in common besides a past that she doesn't remember. To her he is just some homeless man and she is just some student to him. Instead of speaking a word to her he gives her a small smile and heads out of the library. Heads out of her life once more. At least this time she is still alive. There is no rope around her neck and she is not dangling from the end of it. He hopes that this lifetime will be filled with happiness for her. She deserves it after all. Deserves to have at least one lifetime of happiness. One lifetime that she actually lives.