The boy doesn't know if he likes or trusts Cesare very much, even if Cesare got him away from the police and brought him to this nice hotel, especially because he now knows that Cesare was only pretending to be his father. Mostly, the boy is getting frustrated that he doesn't remember anything. Sometimes he'll touch the ring and get brief flashes of something, but it's not enough for him to make any sense of it.

It's been four days since he first woke up in the rain and he's still no closer to figuring out why he can't remember who he is.

The television in his room is on, playing a cartoon that he finds vaguely irritating but also rather funny. He doesn't notice the door opening behind him until he smells something--or someone, in this case--familiar in a way he can't quite place, the same way Cesare is familiar. He turns around to find a red-haired woman in the room.

"Who are you?" he asks, curiously.