Was one of those three Kenren? Homura supposed it didn't matter. Five or six, when the numbers began to get even that high, it only made the thought of what had happened even more horrible.

Edgeworth was right to say it was awkward. Homura was having a great deal of trouble reconciling who he was with who he had been, or in his own perception, who he would be. So many people had followed him, and without any of the other circumstances, that alone was nearly enough to floor the demi-god. To go from being hated to being a trusted and respected leader. How was it even possible for someone like him?

"He was trying to get me to safety. I didn't trust him when we first met...again." Kenren was the only one Homura could say he knew now, and even that was mostly by reputation. But after what he had done, Homura felt the need to defend the man, even if it was from an off-handed comment. In his own experience, such comments were rarely as light as they were made to seem.

He listened carefully to Edgeworth's instructions, and after a moment, began to write down notes for himself in the book he'd brought along. Homura couldn't trust his memory to remain, and it made sense to record what he could. That way, he'd be able to find it again if he needed to.