[“Strong and fast, and healing from wounds in mere seconds”… There’s something in that which Yukimura wants to ask about, but he forces himself to hold his tongue. At least for the moment. It’s a question that he wouldn’t mind knowing the answer to, but maybe it’s better not to while he’s not in a state to process the information.]

I am sure that a stronger man would have been able to resist. After all, it’s not the first time I have been tricked, and turned against those I should consider allies.

[And yes, there was a rather large amount of guilt that came with that. He’d managed to attack Zhao Yun both of those times, and it was hard to accept that it had been out of his control. Had it truly? Was he not to blame at all? It was hard to believe.

Quiet for a long moment, he finally decided to ask.]

What… exactly happened, while I was unconscious? The last thing that I remember is… that he wished to look into my mind, to see my true self.