Emil listened to the explanation, but it still didn't make sense to him. However, the part about people around him-- did. "Marta... said I had forgotten her, back then. That one time, after Dr. Crane. When I fight, though, it's different. Everyone says it's like I become a completely different person, but it's not true, because I usually remember..." He paused and adjusted his gloves. "But sometimes... I don't."

He shook his head again, feeling helpless and lost and confused, and not even the thought of the Doctor finally helping Emil solve the puzzle could help. He clutched the fabric of his tunic like a lifeline. "What happens when the 'other' me remembers everything? I have my own memories and my own opinions about things. What will happen to me? To my oath as a Knight of Ratatosk? You can't just say it'll work out, not when it comes to something like this! I don't feel like that boy is me, even though I..."

Words failed him once again. Silently, Emil tugged his scarf down. A star-shaped birthmark, identical to "Alex"'s, sat just above his collarbone.

"I don't know who I am anymore. Maybe I'm not even a 'who', but a 'what'..."