Sitting in the tub Drake leaned forward wrapping his arms around his legs as he tugged them under himself. It was weird to see the marks of their brutal coupling fading already, he felt like he missed them a bit. "I don't know... I don't remember so much." he admitted the gaps in his memory felt so vast at times. "The glimpses I retained don't help at all, the place I escaped, where they kept me, burned down to the ground there was nothing left. But I know it was just a location without much there I must have been taken from where else." he frowned, "I must have not have much direct family, or family that cared because the other people in the program were all from foster homes or something of the like. But the trouble is I don't even know my real name, date of birth, or place." he closed his eyes looking a touch tired.<br/><br/>"I also don't know if it will make my head better or worse but I suppose digging all those deep dark places helps someone heal, right?" he knew maybe Jas wasn't really going to help here considering his own baggage he wanted to trust he could fall apart or have his other personalities out and about for Jas to see and trust that would be able to cope with it but all of it was hard and scary.