Maeve doesn't really remember too much past being dragged by the shadows. She's assumed death, but she can't be certain of it. She just woke up with a vague recollection of everything. "Clementine used to complain of bad dreams. They weren't real, but I remember her telling me about them. I always told her to count down from three and she'd wake up back in her bed, safe. Seems silly now that I remember everything and with the things I've seen here." A beat. "She was one of my girls at the Mariposa." She considers that doesn't explain much about what that was. "I was the madam of a saloon in Westworld." That might explain it better. "My most recent loop. I'd only been in it for a year."