James and Eiro stopped once they reached a room where they could talk to each other in peace. While Eiro didn't really know what this was about, he knew that James was seriously worried about it. The Demon looked at the Light-Elf with his arms crossed.
"So... What is this about?" He asked, and James stared back with a deep glare, "You really don't remember?"
"I don't, sorry." Eiro said bluntly. James ground his teeth together as he started to explain, "When this whole thing started with us forgetting about you... You attacked a group of young adventurers and killed them, even eating them." He said, and Eiro looked at him with his brows raised.
"Wait, what do you mean? Why would I do that?"
"I don't fucking know, why would you do that?!" James replied angrily, and the Demon slowly thought about it. He tried to think back on the events that he did manage to not forget during that time, but he didn't know why he would ever do something like that.
