Amelia had been nervous this entire time, she wasn't an expert on brains, far from it. The only way she had been able to conceptualize this was by analogizing it to the code her creation could store memory data as, but she knew ultimately it was far more complex when actually in a living brain. She let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding while idlily removing her gloves, which thin as they were had been getting rasher clammy. She was relieved her device could do what she needed it to. The headpiece had been made in a bit of a hurry, her actual blueprints had all the mechanisms enclosed in a casing to make it look a bit more polished, the cobbled-together cluster of wire, circuits, and coils was just the functional portions- the minimum viable product.

She chuckled at Tanya's question, having not quite remembered the student still had the thing on. "Of course. I think I've got all I need, afraid I didn't have the chance to put the casing on like I'd intended". She unclipped a few straps, gently taking the scanner off Tanya's head and returning it to it's bag. Smiling somewhat awkwardly she said "I ah... am really glad I can do something to help. I get what it's like to... to be different I suppose. Most I've what I've build hasn't been with much real purpose, it's hard to ignore the drive I have to keep making this stuff but I've never been able to like, help somebody with this before."

Though her power might be one that showed her they way to take apart the advantages of other metahumans, Amelia always had taken thing apart with the end goal of fixing things, improving them and making them better with the knowledge about them gained through deconstruction. As much as she loved creating a machine no matter it's purpose, it felt so much more meaningful when that machine actually could improve somebody's life. She returned to her computer, saving a few things and putting the data she had gathered together. "So about the other people's memories, usually I couldn't check for changes if I hadn't taken a scan of them already- but in this case I don't need to, you've perfectly copied these memories and that will more than suffice as a base to look for differences".

Amelia nodded, jotting down a lot of different numbers as she got answers. Tanya's brain pulled up the relevant memory at amazing speed in response to a direct question it seemed, her problem in sorting them was clearly not ability to pull up a memory as needed, more likely it was that they were drastically out of sequence. "Thank you. I'm not surprised you get a bit more than the raw facts, that is how memories generally work, everything's interwoven. Now from my own tests it is possible to determine the relative time a memory occurred, but we'll need some reference points to form a coherent timeline..." she spent a moment considering. Tanya's sisters had slightly different signatures to their memories than Tanya herself, Quinton's that same slight bit further from her sisters than her sisters were from her.

"All the following are just about you." she picked the notebook back up after entering something in the computer. "Earliest memory you know the exact date it occurred on?" she typed the date into the computer, setting up the start of organizing Tanya's memories into a timeline. "Your birthday, and what you did on your last one?" She asked a few more questions along this line, holidays, major event that had happened over the last couple years, anything that had a firm date attached to it. Amelia fed data through several programs, the distinct signatures of different people's memories just about noticeable in a long-term pattern recognition analysis. She let out a deep breath, puffing her cheeks out, and turned the screen so Tanya could see it.

"I think the main issue is that memories seem to inherently contain some means for your brain to put them in the right order, how is beyond me, I'm not a neurologist, but it's different in each person from the data I'm collecting. This is a graph of my memories put in order" she clicked a button, and at the top of the screen a long dark grey line full of gaps appeared, years marked at the bottom. Though the first marked year was 1993, the line didn't actually start until about 2000, even then it was tiny bits of line among huge blocks of nothing. The closer to the present, the more complete and solid the line looked, but even at the very end it was slightly spotty. Amelia clicked another button, the remainder of the screen filling with a very different line pattern. "And this is you- I've been able to isolate a distinct pattern that's different in many memories but the same in all of mine, so I think that part just differs in each person, thus I set each pattern as a different color".

The main color of the line was blue, but it contained a large number of interruptions in other colors. At first it was all blue in the same spotty pattern as Amelia's, but after august of 2017 the line became completely solid. Amelia zoomed in to the few years it had been since then, but despite being a tiny percentage of Tanya's life overall, it made up most of the graph thanks to it's interruptions. Most was a solid blue, but after a couple months there started being small interruptions of different colors, most commonly purple and sky blue but occasionally others. Near the very end there was a block of golden yellow that took up almost half the entire space. "This looks like the issue, every brain organizes memories differently. It's like... say your memories are weather forecasts, the system already in place is designed handle one way of measuring temperature, but every single source of the forecast uses an entirely different method of doing so. The memories you've absorbed can't be sorted normally, they just sort of float there."

Amelia's phone pinged again almost immediately, it seemed Tanya had been waiting for her. She responded 'I'm heading out of the city now then, text me your location when you find a good place'

Strolling into the room Tanya had picked out, Amelia smiled as she saw the student "Hello again. This is it I suppose… I'll just need to run a few quick tests to give us the best chance of succeeding at this as possible." she started unpacking, booting up her computer and opening a couple programs, taking out a set of cables and using them to connect her computer to the pair of hard drives, and then to the memory storage device. She had thin black wool gloves on, her own memories were the control in this experiment after all, so it wouldn't work if Tanya absorbed any of them. "Alright, initial question, who would you say you have the most memories from other than yourself?" She certainly still was concerned about Tanya but the testing had started, she'd slipped into a much more clinical and analytical mode of thought and speech. "Follow-up question, is there any point in time that you have memories from three or more different people all taking place at once?" she said, helping out in putting the small lattice of plastic plates around Tanya's head. Dashing back to her computer she watched the readings from Tanya's responses.

Amelia winced "I... I don't know. I'm sorry. This is an entirely novel tool being used it an unusual way interacting with a completely unique brain... I can't guarantee anything, but I really do want to try" she took a moment to think, clutching at the spot just above her nose like she had a headache.

Letting out a deep breath she said "Alright, I'll lay everything I do know down so you're aware of what I might be able to do. I'd need to get some equipment together to perform a few basic tests but it's possible your brain processes your own memories and those of others slightly differently, if so we still couldn't remove the memories, there's no capacity to do that, just to scan them and 'fix' broken ones. But I might be able to get it so your own memories are one coherent thing separate from the others. In addition, is there anybody you have just about all the memories of? If so it might be possible to test if you've accidently changed things at least on them by using the version of the memories in your head as the base template. I might be able to manage both, or just one, or neither. I'll get the necessary stuff together though and determine the technical aspects I'll need to cover. Here, I'll give you my number, any time you want to do the tests works as long as it's not before tomorrow afternoon. If it actually works we'll need somebody you're worried you could have changed to test, but for now just you" she took a notepad from her pocket, scribbling her number on it and tearing off the page, sliding it across the table

"Don't worry about the money for now. If you're insistent on it you can pay me if it actually ends up working, but it's only going to cost about fifty dollars to build, most of that cost is the microchips. I... I just want to try and help"

Amelia gratefully took the coffee, adding a bit of sugar to it as she talked, and starting to slowly take sips of it once she had finished. he had to credit the choice of café- it was warm, had nice chairs, the coffee was good, and despite it's small size it was relatively private in the spot they had gotten. "The scanning and designing element yes, that seems to be always-on. I do get to pick if and when to make things, but not what's available to make, it's just as often that I get something useless under most conditions as something really stunning." she held her hands palms up in a 'nothing I can do about it' sort of gesture.

Tanya's question made her pause and consider it a moment, it was something she hadn't thought lot about. "I think it's part of my power since often I can tell what it is before it's finished, but once it's done it always seems like all the details set in. Just in this case the device is really far from anything I've worked on before so I just have to wait for the clarity I get once it's done. As for visualizing it... it's kind of complicated. The design itself as it exists in my head isn't visual, more like an instruction manual getting downloaded into my brain, but I tend to imagine it as a 3d diagram that I can look inside of at various angles and such" she held up a finger a few seconds as the swirling data in her head seemed to be put neatly to rest like it had been put onto a bookshelf, the exact details of the new design filling their place "...and got it"

No wonder she hadn't recognized the purpose earlier, it was a rather novel and intricate machine that lay further in biology than in physics or chemistry. "It's a... how to put it... sort of a memory hard drive slash tampering detector? The machine straps around a person's head and creates an impression of their memories, then either every couple minutes if you keep it on or next time you put it on if you don't, it checks for discrepancies between it's stored impression and what's currently in your head. It does that all automatically, but it can also manually re-insert the seemingly different memory it has stored. I think I can guess what you do now, since what I got is a machine to alert somebody if their memories have been changed or removed and undo that process." she bit her lip, hoping she hadn't said something she shouldn't have in her excitement.

Amelia frowned slightly "No need to be sorry. I'm the one who automatically knows something you're trying to keep private after all" while listening, she checked up on the design being made in the back of her mind, and though once complete she'd automatically be able to tell what it did, the current half-finished state of incompleteness combined with just how complex it looked like this one was going to be made it impossible to determine the function of the mess of wiring, microchips, and magnetic coils her power was drafting up. 

"If it's harder to argue that I'm not be qualified at something I could do without powers, then how is it different if you already were a good student beforehand to say you're cheating at something beyond your control?" she shrugged "I don't actually know what you can do though, it's biology related I can tell, and that's not my expertise really, so for the next..." she checked her watch "5 minutes or so I'll have no clue. After that I'll have an educated guess." she chuckled to herself "I'm not really a great power detector, I can only guess based on what stuff I end up gaining the ability to create that works against a power what it even did in the first place"

Amelia wasn't used to there being so much space between buildings, and she tensed at the increased wind. It got pretty cold in the city itself too of course, but the wind at least only ever seemed to be coming in one direction at a time. "Definitely, warmth and coffee are always welcome. Pleased to meet you.. uh.. damn, this is awkward, but uh... what's your name?" 

That hadn't seemed to go so badly, Amelia reflected. It seemed at least like a good portion of the audience had payed attention anyway, though there were only a handful who asked anything after the talk. She wasn't really used to this sort of thing but it was important to her, none of the things she had discussed were anything unusual, but for some reason people outside a group tended to have no trouble seeing the large-scale benefits that group had, but not their everyday problems. Everybody seemed to be going and Amelia moved to walk out when one of the students walked back. Now that the young woman had separated from the crowd it was clear to Amelia's senses that she was a metahuman. It seemed there would be a slight distraction for her to try to ignore while answering the girl's questions.

As she got to the bottom of the stairs it was like a hose of raw data had been attached to the back of Amelia's skull, not words but clusters of concepts threaded together by mathematical equations. Her power could use the data to make things but generally Amelia herself could only catch glimpses of what the information even was, in this case all she could really say was that it was biological (not her area of expertise by any means so getting more specific than that from such raw data was beyond her) and that small-scale electrical conduction was also part of it. All of this took place as a secondary train of thought in just a few seconds, Amelia still focused mainly on the girl herself, even as a part of her mind started automatically creating the first outlines of a mechanism.

Smiling to the student as she came up, Amelia responded "Of course, ask all the questions you want" she spent a few moments thinking about the first question "It was a bit odd, especially because I think I found out about it later than most people. I didn't fully explain because it wasn't important by my abilities don't get designs from nothing, but from effectively scanning everything around me, and it takes months for them to do anything unless I'm near another metahuman, then it does something almost right away" she realized this might something the student would not expect her to mention, but she felt it wouldn't be right to not disclose that she could tell the student had more than simple curiosity about metahuman affairs. Amelia didn't like keeping secrets about herself, no matter how innocuous they tended to make people feel like they had been tricked once they found out. "I think somebody else is going to be using this hall soon, how about we take this discussion outside?"