Re: WHEN THEY REACH THE DUNGEON
His eyes followed the apparently-nothing for a few moments more. When he looked back to Renju, he lifted a hand to rub slowly at his head, then let it settle in his lap again before he spoke.
"Don't you remember what happened?"
His head was still inclined at that curious angle, and now he looked about as dismayed and uncomfortable as the small group confronting him.
"Ah -- I -- Mikio-kun didn't chain me here, it was the others -- You let me out when you gave me your persona, remember? So that I -- we -- could help?"
The tentative, hopeful smile matched his tone, but failed to conceal his disappointment.