It was a strange feeling, to have been in so much pain and now that pain to be gone, like it never existed in the first place. More than a sewn up wound, no lingering ache to suggest anything had happened.

"I'm okay... A lot has happened but it's hell... Things always happen. Things are a little quieter now that I live out of the hotel."

It didn't shield him from the horrors, but it was a place he and Nezumi could shelter at least, much like Nezumi's home had been a haven in West Town.