It's probably fortunate that he's able to come here at all. He has a dim awareness of something missing in his memory again, and he can feel the loops of Professor Eichel's control wrapped around him, binding him tight, telling him to go to sleep, nothing is wrong, you like this, you like being with me.

He had helped himself to Professor Rammsteiner's shower while he had waited for him. Now he sits in Professor Rammsteiner's chair, at Professor Rammsteiner's desk, not doing anything aside from sitting there and thinking.

He should leave. He should...

He remembers being in this chair before, at this same desk, that first time he and Professor Rammsteiner had been together. He tries to focus on memories of that instead, instead of the endless loop of just go back to your room, you're tired and want to rest, running through his head.

It's a relief when he hears the door open. He gets up, face pale and drawn but composed.

"He did it again," he says simply.