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Devren nodded at the tag on the mute girl's jacket. "So that's your name, huh? It sounds nice. You must be happy that you have that name." He stated, smiling at her. He thought about how good they were getting through the memories. Even simple names felt like a milestone to him. At the rate we're going, we might get out of here after all! Devren stared at the newest member of the party. He felt a little uncertain about this guy. His scowl seemed almost menacing to him. Then again, who would be pleased to be in a room where you don't know what's happening or who you were?

Devren relaxed and listened to what Beau had to say. Hearing the quick introduction to the event, Devren flicked his head to the guy and said, "My name is Devren. The who talked to you is Beau. The one with the glasses, Ian. And the quiet one's name is Abbie." He almost felt like greeting him, but that would just seem rude and out of place. So, Devren instead took in a deep breath and let it out. He then looked back to his pocket watch and kept flicking it, hoping for it to work. At least it kept him distracted from the madness.