That, of course, made things even worse. The fact that anyone he came across could have had memories planted and not realize it, could confuse their past with whatever these people wanted them to believe... They seemed to be unsupervized for the trip to the city, but what about when they got there? Would these things continue? Or had anyone even gone ahead of them in the first place? "Do you recall any part of the, ah, the procedure they used? To give you these memories?"

The sun was strong, though, and he lifted a hand to his brow after asking the question, paused, and patted Gabriel on the shoulder, uttering, "Come, let's find some shade." There weren't many options, but one of the taller spires had enough for the two of them to get some protection while the group sorted itself out to make the long trek.