Kit didn't charge Reimi with the onset of his headache. There had been no way for her to know what would trigger a memory in his mind or what commentary of theirs was truly benign. Besides, she had come here for the sole purpose of guiding him through this dream and opening his eyes. It would have been completely foolish to think they would would be able to navigate such a dangerous minefield unscathed.

What's more, he had accepted her direction and had refused to turn her away.

Reassuringly, Kit placed his hand atop hers and nodded. He was fine. The young girl calling his name had helped deflect the other memory, whatever it had been. Something told him that he didn't want to recall it, not yet. And now he didn't have to.

They were safe. Doubly so with Orias' many arms ready to cage them protectively. Kit no longer felt unnerved by its presence. In fact, he found the creature as curious as he did the new scene before them, a classroom with students congregating in a circle around their desks, and the red-haired boy stopped by the dark-haired girl to discuss the reasons for the possible disappearances.

Kit pushed himself back to his feet slowly, guiding Reimi with him by his grip on her hand, and only once they had both stood did he let go.

"Forgive me, I didn't expect any of these memories to be as forceful as the first." But clearly he would need to be more careful going forward. Kurama's life had obviously been one full of strife. "Betrayal is a soulless beast...I'm sorry that you had to endure such a thing."

But he was sorrier for what he was certain it had cost her.