… [ he huffs, ] I am not. I just haven’t seen another person besides my teacher in… I don’t even know how long. And she doesn’t talk much. [ he takes the cloth and starts wiping his face. ] It’s just… different, having somebody not immediately try to kill me. I’ve forgotten what it’s like, but it’s nice. I… I think I miss it.

Thank you for saving me. Maybe one day I’ll finally be strong enough to return the favor.

[ he shakes his head. ] I need to go back home. I’m sure the one I fell into will open again. I have to be patient.