"They feel bad," he answers, frowning with (partially faked) worry. "I've been getting these... vibes, I dunno, like they're hunting me. And if they've taken my memories, how good can they be?"

He runs a hand through his hair - he's starting to get jittery and annoyed from not running off immediately. "And they might not be, it's true, but better safe then sorry, right? Until we know more."