And, even though it's not his Ren this time, Sparrow waits all the same. Nobody should wake alone, here. He couldn't have left anyway.

Haunted, ironically, by memory, he waits until he hears his own name breathed by familiar lips. His heart skips a beat before his mind remembers.

"You're safe, R—" Just in time, he remembers himself, swallowing. "You're safe, Amamiya-kun. You're in the—" Damn it, what was it called? "The blue room."