It was his first time back in a city since ‘the incident’, but he still couldn’t remember anything. Four months prior, Esaias had woken up with dissociate fugue amnesia, among a whole plethora of other issues. He couldn’t remember his name, where he was from, or even the people in the room with him, although the two girls had claimed to know him very well. He’d had to focus on recovering his body first though. Whatever had happened that had caused him to lose his memory had also left him in a really terrible physical state, and there was a point where he was fighting for his life. But now he was recovered enough that he could go out, so he wanted to start on his memories as soon as the doctor gave him the all-clear. He leaned back on the park bench he’d stopped to rest on and groaned. Just remembering Celia and Balia’s reactions to him wanting to go out made him tired. Neither had been enthused about the idea, but Celia had been particularly against it. He’d had to trick her just to let him leave the house. Esaias pinched the bridge of his nose and glanced over at where Morganna, Balia’s faithful Delphox, stood guard over him. She probably thought she was being discreet, and she was- to everyone but Esaias. He was still getting used to his eyes, and going out was part of that adjustment in addition to finding a way to knock his memories loose. Parks, he was learning, were nice though. Plants were relatively easy to look at, at least more so than people. He’d been walking around all of 30 minutes and he was already getting a headache. Celia had warned him about them, but he hadn’t thought they were this bad. He was starting to feel better now though, enough that, when he looked up to see a young man staring at him, he immediately jumped up.
“S-Sorry, did you want to sit here? I’m feeling better, so you can use it all you want!” Esaias stuttered out.
