"I never said I didn't want to believe - I said I didn't remember that," Ritsuka said quickly, correcting him. He honestly had no recollection of ever making it to the school, but after being here and hearing stories from other people, he wasn't sure if it was all that unusual. "Neither does Soubi. I thought someone might have explained this to you, but here's how this place works: there is no logical explanation, so stop looking for one. I could go into the philosophical and theoretical reasons behind our mismatched memories, but it probably wouldn't help you any."

That and after hearing Kio dig in that 'I've known him longer' thing, Ritsuka wasn't sure he wanted to. Ritsuka hadn't known anyone longer than anyone else. Not even Seimei. So he fell silent and looked away, shifting his backpack on his shoulders. "Yeah, the files. They're in the entry way, divided into two rooms on either side - A through M in one and N through Z in the other."