It was strange. He had no memories of anything. No matter how hard he tried to recall…nothing ever seemed to come back to him. It had only been a few hours since he'd opened his eyes and yet he all ready found himself with in a sea of people who knew more about him than he did. It was a little intimidating and he felt rather…exposed.

Knitting his eyebrows together, he shooed off another maid who kept coming in to ask him if he needed anything. No matter how many times he told them he didn't want their help, those pesky women kept coming back. Why couldn't they understand that he obviously want to be left alone? Were they really that incompetent? He couldn't help but curse aloud. Having memory of who those people were would have REALLY helped in this situation…cause as it stood right now, he wanted to just rip their arms off. He was certain that if he felt like this now…that he had probably felt the same when he knew who he was.

He supposed he'd just have to try and learn their names so he could easily avoid them when he wasn't under lock and guard. He raised a hand to place upon his forehead and let out a troubled sigh. The woman who he had awoken to ended up running out and not answering his questions. He wasn't exactly sure why, be he had felt relief upon seeing her there. Which, he deemed, was probably a strange thing. It just felt…odd even though he couldn't recall why.

He didn't want to be bothered by anyone else, but he did want to see that red haired woman again. She seemed to know something…no, it seemed to him that she felt guilty about something. That was what intrigued Albel the most. He felt that that woman could tell him what he needed to know where as anyone else would be unable to. She seemed like the closest thing to the past he could not remember. That in itself made that woman valuable to him. If she didn't come back on her own, he'd just have to hunt her down and demand she tell him what he wanted to know.

"Tch…troublesome." He grumbled to himself, leaning back into his pillow and allowing his eyes to slip closed. All this thinking had triggered a headache. Confronting the haziness of his past would be a burden, and pulling things out of that woman would probably be even more of a challenge…

All he could ask was why. Why did it have to be him to go through all this stupid shit? Anyone else in the world and he pulled the shortest stick. Well, there was nothing he could do about it now. Only thing he could do…was try to remember something, anything. Anything at all.

Violet eyes stared back at her through the reflection on the water's surface, a look of clear distress upon the aquarian woman's features. "How…how could this happen? Of all times…" She thought things would have gotten better once the swordsman had awoken…boy how wrong had she been? It seemed only to worsen the situation. Now she felt obligated to stay and care for Albel since she was the reason for all of this.

But…despite that feeling of obligation, she desperately wanted to run. How could she tell him that it was all her fault for this? That she had robbed him of something so precious? She had stolen away his life…his family and his friends…She had left an all ready lonely individual…all alone in the abyss of his own mind. Would he hate her if she told him?

Nel flinched at the thought, wondering why it seemed to stab at her so. Would it really matter if he hated her? He had always been less than kind towards her on their travels…but before Nel had even realized it, she had begun regarding him as a comrade. She found that it did matter to her. She didn't care if Albel was rude to her, but she certainly didn't want to do anything that would warrant hate towards her.

Lightly biting her lip, she rose to her feet and crossed her arms. She would return…but, she wouldn't tell him. No, she couldn't tell him. But she would stay at his side for a little while longer and help him try to at least recover some important memories…But he'd have to do it on his own. It would serve no use to him if she just told him everything about his life. If she did that, she would almost be certain that it would bother him…and she understood. If she had lost her memory, she wouldn't want some outsider narrating her life. She'd want to remember everything on her own…how it looked…how it sounded…how she felt at the time. Those were all important and no one could EVER tell you how you felt towards it.

Nodding, she made up her mind. She'd keep her lips sealed and use her vacation time to try and redeem herself. It was shameless, she knew…but she just could not bring herself to face the truth. If she helped him…then would her debt be paid? She knew the answer would always be no. She would be in that debt forever…but she'd do her best to face it.

A/N: Well, wow. Sorry guys. I haven't updated in so long since well…I've been rather busy and have forgotten A LOT about the game. So I do hope that they were kept somewhat in character. This was just a quickie chapter really…Thank you anon for the review, it pushed me to write this for ya. Hope you enjoy and sorry for the long delay.