Ein, still out of sorts, returned to the Dungeon Master's room. He was completely distracted by his chat with Aurora, to the point that he wasn't even able to notice Lilith and Michelle coming and going from the room. He was just lying on the cold ground, staring at the faintly glowing ceiling with an out-of-focus gaze.
"..."
The thing on his mind was still Gene. The fact that Aurora, one of his "supposed" close acquaintances, couldn't even recall him was weird, no matter what justification he cooked up.
In the end, no logical reason was able to explain why Gene wasn't remembered. Ein sighed and muttered to the wind, his voice tinged with doubt and sadness.
"Gene... What are you...?"
His words echoed in the empty room, but nobody was around to hear them.
