Natsuki blinked up at Aine as he replied to him with an explanation about his condition. He noticed the discomfort in his body language and voice and he smiled, ready to change the subject. But then the tealette already did for him which was a relief; he didn’t want to put the young man in an awkward position or state of mind. He couldn’t imagine not remembering certain things; that was a scary thought to him. Forgetting his friends, his precious senseis and possibly even himself was a heart breaking thought to him and as he re looked over the blue-eyed youngster in front of him, he couldn’t help but feel bad for him. He wondered what it was like having to deal with not remembering.
His thoughts were shattered by his visitor asking him a question of how he ended up here and what happened to him. And then a feeling that the young man could probably call familiar hit him: why couldn’t he remember? He asked himself as he put a hand on his chin to try to remember. He looked over at the boy with raised brows and a perplexed gleam to his brilliant green orbs.
“Ehhhh? ” he muttered as he tried to remember and rubbed his head as he scraped his mind trying to figure it out. He felt stupid… he honestly could’t really answer why he was here. And that kind of bothered him. That last thing he remembered was being in town with Syo at the grocery store and then everything went black.
“Ne, actually I don’t know what happened to myself,” he replied as he looked down sort of irritated, “I just woke up here and now I’m talking to you.”
He smiled at Aine, he really enjoyed his company. It was nice to have someone here to talk to to help take this predicament from his mind.
“It must be really confusing, huh?” Aine murmured softly, “You should be more careful next time, Natsuki-kun.”
He gave a faint, sad smile, looking down at his hands.
“I shouldn’t be talking though… the same can be said about me,” the teal-haired man sighed, “I woke up lost and confused to the world after being unconscious for three years. There are many things I need to remember and things to know that changed.”
“And I don’t even really know if I am who I am.”
Aine blinked at what he said and shook his head.
“I’m sorry, Natsuki-kun. Ignore that. I must sound really depressing, do I?"