His eyes slowly opened, having just woken up from his unconsciousness. Where was he?

He was bare… naked, on a metal table. He turned his head and saw… you. Who were you? Your back was turned to him.

He sat up. Having no memory of who he is, nor where he came from. His indigo eyes wandered around, not yet registering his indecency of being bare.

“Um…” he muttered unsurely, voice so quiet you almost didn’t hear it.