I look at Edward with some confusion. Did he just ask me who I am? I do believe I am mistaken. These might be some side effects from the poison. Perhaps I should not have killed Catarina until I have had all the facts. But patience is not in my true nature. So we shall have to navigate this one blindly.
Now I watch Edward as he somewhat frantically tries to get out of a bed that he is not quite familiar with. True, this is indeed not his room, but he has been in here often enough to know where he finds himself. So I gently lay my hand on his arm to try and calm him from his panic.
"My dear Edward, please calm yourself; you have only now awakened from a great ordeal."
He instantly pulls his arm away from my touch; he looks at me with a great deal of anger in his eyes.
"You have not answered my question. Who are you, and where am I at?"
"Sebastian, Sebastian Belmont."
"I do not know who you are. I demand of you to please let me go."
