"Have you been hunting down different versions of me? Hopping through astral fissures and rescuing every Azwel you meet? A noble goal, that--there may be versions of me out there who really need rescued!"

They make their way amidst the buildings, now, and apart from a few suspicious stares, there isn't much reaction to their presence.

"That sounds believable, really. I wonder what I ended up in prison for... But more interestingly, you say you had lost your memories of it--how did you regain them?"