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post-dungeon regroup

[Obviously, they had to pull back and recover; Phoenix thought it would be best to head to the pseudo-headquarters in Invidia and settle back into the mansion to recover as well as consolidate what they all knew. There was a lot to get through, and a lot of recovery to be done by some of them. He'd need to talk to Etoile, thank Ariel, thank Medic again--]

[...But for now, he just about immediately collapsed on a couch and decided he would exist there for a while. You're on your own for food this time, kids.]

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Hm?

[ Does he mean the wounds Medic-san had needed to heal on his arm and fingers? The former coach blinks. ]

These...? [ He's in bandages just in case. ] I found a Revenant.

No--well, yes, but that's not what I...

[Chiron approaches with trepidation, hands up like dealing with a wild animal, until they rest on Prehnite's(?) shoulders, and he leans close, peering.]

Monarch? You've grown.

[ The Eidolon blinks, adopting a rather familiar blank stare. ]

Beg pardon?

[ amnesiac to amnesiac communication ]

[Chiron's hands raise just a fraction off those shoulders, hovering awkwardly, a furrow to his brows.]

I...you seem to me like...someone I know. Knew? Ah...

We don't know much. It's possible.

[ It would be nice if they had known each other when they were alive, which is the only way he can think of to interpret that statement. Though...

"Monarch" doesn't sound like a name, per se. But that makes no sense! ]

[Slowly, slowly he pulls his hands back to himself.] It's possible. It might be possible you've forgotten things, too.

What...is the name you go by now?

Ah...

[ He's embarrassed now, but cheerfully so. ]

I haven't...spoken to Rei-san yet.

[ She had seemed rather down, and if they've got the leeway to rest and regroup, he's willing to take this at her pace instead of knocking on her door demanding a contract. It will happen. He can be patient. ]

...Do you not have something it feels as though you should be called? Have you been spending your time simply existing in this mad little section of Purgatory?

Hmmm....

[ Something he should be called. He frowns. Considers this. He had been so focused on hearing about the Executors' mission that he hasn't attended enough to his own feelings. That's not good. He's glad this man helped him realize that.

A word does swim to mind, and it...definitely fits the mold of "not a name so much as a title". ]

"Prehnite"...

Ah...? [His brow furrows in thought.] Some kind of rock, is it? Sturdy and solid, perhaps.

Prehnite's a gemstone.

[ Oh, this is interesting. No memories, but, useless trivia...? ]

It's a milky green in color, and is rumored to have divinatory and healing properties. The most notable feature of the latter is its tendency to heal the healer, alleviating mental turmoil and helping the wearer stand up for themselves.

[ Which....huh. He blushes a little. ]

That's a high bar...

[Chiron smiles kindly. Maybe it isn't Monarch, but...it does seem terribly like him.] I'm sure you'll more than live up to it. I could certainly use some of that myself. [With a self-conscious laugh.] A healer who can't heal himself seems terribly silly to me, but it is what it is.

She's really taken your memories, then.

[ That was what he'd gathered from context. What a difficult situation to be in. They all remember so little - Prehnite is certain he's going to treasure each memory he regains, and each memory he makes. They can't let this happen again! ]

...Mm. Some, not all. I remember certain people here, but not all of them. I remember certain interactions, but apparently not all. I remember certain places, but...

But it isn't everything. [He smiles, just a little.] And nothing I remember from when I was alive was taken. Small mercies, perhaps, but it's something to build back up from.

I see.

[ All from - what? A strike from her sword...Then...

that must have been her intention....and whether the intention stopped at "taking some memories" or the emotional fallout it's clearly had among the Executors.... ]

That's difficult. I'm sorry.

[He glances away, running a hand idly through his wild red-purple hair which does nothing at all to tame it.] It's just one more thing to deal with. I'm sorry you caught us at a rather difficult time; it can't be easy for you to acclimate.

Thanks. I'm managing.

[ He isn't about to deny that it's a challenge! ]

It's sort of a puzzle, in a serious way. I may have been the kind of person to like those.

[ Fitting the pieces together. Looking for the bigger picture. Knowing that the end result will help people - both his fellow Executors and everyone stuck in Purgatory.

Prehnite knows nothing about himself and he already has a hunch he was a boring young man. ]

That's just the kind of person we could use, actually. We're frequently trying to put the pieces of a bigger puzzle together to figure out an answer, usually how to get to the next layer. I think you'll fit in just fine.

I'll do my best.

[ Usually how to get to the next Layer...He frowns. ]

There's - something more at work, here, isn't there.

I believe that depends on what it is you know, so far.

Not much, but...

May I speak about the girl who hurt you?

[ If it's a sore subject he wants to be tactful. ]

That's fine; go right ahead. Though I'm not certain girl is entirely the right word for...whatever is inside of her. Whatever she really is.

So she felt like - something else, to you.

[ He'll get to his original point, but this is useful. Don't Authorities have something lurking within them, too...? So is this "girl" an...Authority over the Authorities? A similar yet distinct entity...? ]

She looked like something else, by the end. Sounded as well. There is something...very, very wrong about her and the power she has.

Wrong....

[ "Wrong". Something that isn't supposed to be the way it is. The Cogs aren't working the way they're supposed to, either.

He doesn't want to draw connections where there aren't any. But. SUSPICION. ]

Did she state her goal?

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