"Eh, don't worry about it," Jared said, handwaving away Carmen's bad memory comment, "we all got our flaws, right?" He brought up a fork of food again and stared into it. [i]'You got your memories, I got my heart,'[/i] he thought wistfully before consuming the forkful of food, as well as a few more dozen forkfuls. He got a bit engrossed into it, until he realized he was the only one at their two person table actually eating. He looked up at the whitenette and followed her gaze to the butler guy who spoke about not letting them out. "Hey..." Jared began, turning to see Carmen blankly consuming food without any of her previous emotion. "H-Hey!" he said with slightly more conviction, being genuinely worried about the girl's state of mind, "Don't let that guy's talk get to you, okay? You'll get outta here eventually if I have anything to say about it, promise." He put his fist to his heart to emphasize that he actually meant it.