I suppose that's fair. [ As strange as it feels being called that. He knows he's only been Ienzo again for a short while, but it already feels like a lifetime ago. In a way, it sort of was. He settles himself on the opposite end of the bed, kneeling properly with his hands in his lap. ]

Last I recall I was still trying to decrypt Ansem the Wise's research, then suddenly I found myself on another world entirely. Why? Do you remember how you got here?