The exercised moves seemed to carry on for almost half an hour, going through a series of leaps and twirls. Several times he had stumbled as he landed, and once he had even fell heavily. As he rose back to his full height he brushed off his shoulders and swore under his breath in ancient tongue. He then began to make the moves easier, finishing the workout just several minutes later. Antikas had broken a small sweat and his mind seemed free in thought. He was caught by surprise as he heard a voice, one he now recognized. Turning on his heel quickly he looked to the young woman.<br/><br/>Different scenes of his former life began to flash in his mind, staring off to the side as the she spoke to him. As soon as he began to recognize a face or a name in the vision it would then be replaced by another image. During his deep thoughts his gazed had been fixed on one of the walls, but he shifted his jade orbs back to her as she finished speaking. He was coming back to his senses, slowly, and beginning to recall of past events and his identity. A mischevious smirk curled along his lips as he stared straight ahead to her, making eye contact with her several times, and then breaking it. The coldness in the room no longer bothered Antikas. Lifting his hand from his side he brushed off the sweat across his forehead with the sleeve of his tunic.<br/><br/>"I do believe I already told you what I needed," he said, finally.<br/><br/>His bare feet guided him in her direction, and just before bumping into her, he sidestepped and headed for the door. Antikas' hand curled around the iron door handle and pushed, closing the door slowly as to not make the slighest of sounds.<br/><br/>"I suppose you can consider it unfortunate if you want, but-" He passed her once more, not bothering to look her in the eye this time, and headed for the chest in the corner of the room.<br/><br/>"-you'll be escorting me out of this place," A laugh followed, the sound high pitched and musical. "I should be the one to apologize. It's not that I meant to bring you into this. Perhaps you were just in the wrong place, at the wrong time, my dear."<br/><br/>With his back turned to her he began to go through the different drawers, until at last pulling open the bottom one. Before his eyes were a pair of leather boots, black in color. And oddly enough, they fitted perfectly. Something about this was strange. The questions poored back in and flooded his mind. A sigh escaped through his lips and he stepped back from the chest, looking back to the woman. He watched her movements closely, scanning her body to make sure she was not sure. Of course most servants weren't, but it had become more of an instinct he developed in his first life.<br/><br/>He came back within several feet of her, crossing his arms over his chest,  offering a weak smile.<br/><br/>"Shall we be on our way?"