“Don’t worry, Elis, we might have a way for you to be rid of me very soon if Cassiopé stays a bit with us,” Christina says when she finally stops laughing.
So, she does remember my name.
But her phrasing makes me immediately wonder if Elis isn’t one of those people Christina aligned with only because they had a common goal.
“Can’t wait,” he responds, and I can hear all the sarcasm in his voice.
He might not want to be here with her, with us, but he also doesn’t really want to do what’s going to be needed for whatever they need me for.
“Let’s get ready to rob an archangel or two,” Christina says with glee in her voice.
I guess my motivations were good enough for her.
23
Léandre
Idon’t know where it came from, but the smell on my pillow is starting to disappear, and something inside of me doesn’t like the idea.
Except I don’t know where it’s coming from.
I’ve been talking with Angélique since I discovered that my brain has been tampered with, and I know that my former self used to share this room with a girl.
Angelique has been avoiding the subject, and I didn’t try to push her to share.
Whoever I was, I’m not him anymore.
But that passion fruit and cinnamon smell on my pillow…
I shake my head.
This is just a smell.
I shouldn’t be bothered by its disappearance.
Except I’ve been catching whiffs of it from time to time inside of Notre Dame, and it’s now drivingme crazy.
It’s very faint, but it’s like I can still smell the person in the air.
I shake my head again.
I’m late for training with the warriors.
From what I understand, my former self was more of a book person, and I do enjoy books, but they aren’t enough.
I feel restless if I don’t exercise a bit, and maybe that’s just how my brain has been rewired, but I’m feeling good.
I’ve barely trained with them for more than a week, and yet I’m starting to see the change. My arms are more defined and can finally count my abs.
You think I’m silly?
Well, I’m mostly bored out of my mind, and working out is the only way I’ve found to feel like I’m doing something.
I know things are in the making. Angélique tried to make me join one of the meetings where they organize shipping, guard duty or even rescue teams, and it’s interesting, yes, it is, but what can I really do to help?
I’m not fit like Elhyor’s warriors, and I don’t know a single thing about any of the dungeons they’ve been talking about.
Past me would have known, but new me is useless in this endeavor.