No. [ he lets out a little breath - this he can talk about, this he knows his head is on straight about and won't send him back into static hell of ungraspable truths. ] It was a school for training assassins. All of us there didn't have our usual things and different memories.

[ actually now that he explains it out loud it's super fucked up? what? he didn't think too hard on it because that's just not his style but now that he is he wishes he wasn't. seriously, he was a whole other person there. what in the hell? ]