"You've been... watching us?" Ugh. More witches, more supernatural nonsense. Right now wasn't really the time to question it, though. Disbelief was for times when one could afford it. This wasn't one of those times. "I am going to assume your interference here, then, is not one of assistance, considering I can think of much more efficient ways to --"

He jumps at the screams, looking around. He catches the sound of his name and his skin prickles. "I would at least like to know WHY I am here. Is it because I remember? Is this some sort of way to prevent me from speaking?" Similar memories of stifling run through his head, and he grits his teeth. "And how am I supposed to leave?"