"None of this would ever have happened anywhere else," Schuldig muttered, opening his eyes if only so that he could glare out the window. "You would have rescued me weeks ago, to say nothing of not letting them cut into my head. I would never have allowed them to take you or Farfarello away from me without making anyone who tried forget their own names. There wouldn't be anything out of our control anywhere else under the sun!"

As angry as he was, however, the fury wasn't directed at Crawford - and he never disobeyed the Oracle when he took that tone of voice. So when the man grabbed his tie, Schuldig turned in his seat to meet his gaze, expression dark and ever so slightly guarded.