[Almost without thinking, his hand trails up to the scarf around his neck, still hiding the scars that couldn't be healed away.]

Yes... I wasn't able to talk for almost two weeks after. [A pause. Thinking about the experiments made him think about the Malnosso and how they take people away... which in turn puts him right back to thinking about Anise, so clearly it's topic-changing time.]

Since I wasn't able to introduce myself before: my name is Ion.