Jaden just sighed, and nodded.

"Yeah." he said.

He then helped her to her feet, and over towards the loveseat, where he laid her down on it.

"There." he muttered.

"There anything I can get for you or do for you?" he asked.

"...and I don't know what happened to her." he then said quietly.

"Didn't think she'd want to drag up the past again..." he added in an even quieter tone.

"....I can try." was all Jaden responded with.

"That's all I can say. I will try." he told her.

"I guarantee nothing, though." he then said.

He was then silent, before absently staring off into space.

"...damn it all..." he said under his breath.

"I know I've made mistakes... why did she feel the need to remind me of them..."

"......." Jaden was silent for a moment.

"I don't know." he said.

"I've... always felt bad about how I've acted in the past." he went on.

"...to hear her bring it up just proves she's never forgiven me, I guess." he then added, looking away.

"I should go." he said.

"I need to search for info." he muttered, his voice shaky.

"...it's legal." he replied.

"My real name is Éliás." he confirmed.

"Nobody's called me that for a very long time ago. It's supposed to be part of the past I left behind." he told her further.

"...guess Mom decided to dredge that up, too." he sighed.

"Can't say as I blame her." he then mumbled.

"I really was a shit child."

"....." again, Jade was silent, before looking at her.

"As good as killed your father?" he asked.

"News to me." he said.

He then smiled weakly, though there was still sadness behind it.

"Anyway... that's a topic for later, I suppose." he went on.

"I should... get to work, try to find a reason for all this."

"Thank you." Jaden replied.

"I'll let you know if -I- find anything." he told her.

- - -

The man sighed as he approached the front door of the house. The one inside knew he was coming, and he'd called ahead to let her know that he was on his way, but he was still confused.

"...the hell is going on?" he muttered.

He then sighed, before knocking on the door.

"Hey, it's me!" he called in.

"Ah, sure." Zeke replied.

"Coffee'd be great." he told her.

He was then silent, before sighing and remembering the date.

"Ah, yes." he said. "Forgot the moon would be full tonight." he admitted.

"And yeah, I stopped by your former precinct earlier... admittedly, on auto-pilot... and saw what's going on there." he then told her. "It's s a damned nuthouse." he said further.

"No work is getting done, and people are at each other's throats. It's absolute insanity." he commented further.

"I'm amazed you're holding it together as well as you are."

".....I see." Zeke muttered.

"Interesting. And puzzling." he went on.

"What is going on here, exactly?" he asked.

"And by that, I mean, what is going on, in terms of the symptoms?" he asked. "Admittedly, I'm a bit out of the loop, as I've been across the world with another case, but what seems to be wrong with people?" he clarified.

"While you have this moment of clarity, tell me all you know, please."

".....yeah, sure." Zeke replied.

With that, Averie went and sat, attempting to keep herself calm and under control. She was only sitting for about 35 seconds or so, before Zeke showed up and sat across from her.

"All right." he said.

"I'm ready." he told her.

"Tell me all you can."

"............" Zeke was silent as it was all explained to him, and as he read what she'd given him, he couldn't help but feel like this was all sounding extremely familiar to him.

"...I..." he stammered.

"Damn it." he cursed.

"I can't help but feel like this is familiar to me." he told her. "Like... my brain is saying that I should know what all this is, but it's also not giving me ANY clues or hints." he explained.

"It's... frustrating." he muttered.

"Regardless, you have the full support of the Unit for this." he told her.

"It's clear that someone is responsible for this, and we WILL find out who."