— I have amnesia. I really don't remember anything except my name.

Le'Garde lies shamelessly, looking at you with his hand on his head.

After stopping for the night in the dark and cold room his pleasant voice echoes.

— How are you feeling? I need to know that if we are to survive this dungeon. I don't want any unexpected surprises like fainting.

His expression is completely apathetic and indifferent, stares at the light. He eats a loaf of bread.