#remembranced

                   hands  clasped  behind  back,  he  makes  it  a  point  to  lean  precariously  over  this  person's  shoulder,  smile  in  tow.   “  you're  not  going  to  tell  anyone  i  was  here,  hm?  ”

If he had a nickel for every situationship he's in, he'd have three nickels by now.

“I couldn’t tell you if the maze is still there or how much for that matter, but since you’ve been through have you ever tried looking for the guardian?” He paused to shrug. “I had left a forgotten piece to guard over the sea, and there’s a chance he’s still there. Though given what you’ve shared about Sa, there’s also as equal of a chance he’s already been consumed.” 

"T-the heck!?" Sure, it didn't hurt, but there was nothing comfortable about suddenly having a hand shoved through his chest like that! Even if this was just a Dreamscape and had nothing to do with his actual body - that had to be some type of personal space invasion! That aside, it was a good question that had been asked. When was the last time he'd actually been outside? With everything that had been happening - he'd been too busy helping Gallagher and Misha to really take the time to pause and think about his own needs. "...I mean...I don't even know what I am...not like I can trust anything my father ever told me", he gave the slightest of shrugs, rubbing at his chest a little. Even if there had been no actual sensation, he still didn't like that that had happened at all, "And besides - no one else is here anymore...just what do I do now? Where do I even have to go?". He sighed, glancing out across the Dreamscape. At least within here, he could still help those who had become trapped here... What did he have to offer anyone outside of a dream?

"You take the right, I'll go left. Pincer maneuver or whatever it's called."

His boot pressed to an unmoving chest and with a yank out came his blade. "You can report me if you want but you're going to be wasting your time."