Maybe it is just a game, Blaine thinks. Not a lesson. Maybe, like everyone else keeps saying, this place just likes to mess with people for no reason at all.

Somehow, that really doesn't make him feel better at all.

Blaine's lips twist into an awkward sort of smile at Victor's offer before he shakes his head. "I don't know," he confesses. "This is nice. Just talking. It's weird, though. Because... everyone I can't remember here, they're all someone I knew back home. But I still remember that you look like my brother. I remember him. And other people from back home, too. It's just some pieces that are fuzzy. It's... kind of scary, honestly."