"Well, since you are here I guess it is an audience," he said smiling. 
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Elsewhere, Ander's head was writhing in pain. Slowly, some of his memories were coming back to him as he concentrated on them. The curse, although it was originally fairly strong, had worn down over time. His exposure to the person's involved in those memories were revealing those that had been shrouded by the curse. While not fully freed from it, he was making progress, no matter how painful it came.

Though he could remember Cilia and Inigo a little better now, he still had the resolve not to let them interfere.