Ivan...? I frowned. The name felt unfamiliar yet familiar at the same time. However, I didn't have much time to dwell on it considering the situation that I was in.
"You aren't showing much of a reaction. Do you perhaps not know who I am?"
"...Should I?"
While I wasn't entirely familiar with the person in front of me, I more or less had a hunch. Few people could enter my mind space without alerting Delilah and Atlas who stood outside.
"Mhh, I guess not."
The man called Ivan said, shaking his head faintly.
"In fact, it doesn't even matter if you don't know. That's not important, is it?"
As he said those words, his eyes paused on the trapped Julien. With the chains biding his body, he was still showing a struggle.
Staring in his direction, I shook my head.
"No, it isn't."
