"Rebecca...? Is that you?" Michael asked, his heart practically beating out of his chest.
The room felt as if it was shaking. His Sanctuary skill had already run out, so it was probably the headache that came right after, but he decided to ignore it. The person in front of him was more important.
The only core memories he had of this world before he arrived in his current body were those of the previous Michael's time with Rebecca. They were practically inseparable until he had to go live with the others.
However, it was not because she hated him or anything—more like the work she was doing had been taking up most of her time; therefore, she could not give him as much attention as one would expect. Even if the current Michael would not mind, the previous one was a child with a child's brain.
