Charles mentioned Feierbahah, but considering his existence as a Foundation clone, it's quite possible that it was a fake name.
He knew every detail about himself, so the Foundation should now be aware of his background as well.
Charles wasn't too worried about this. Compared to the messy affairs of Earth Sea, his identity as a time traveler from a thousand years ago didn't even rank.
"If there's a chance, I'll search the Central Computer to see. Hey! Charles, stop! They are right ahead of us. Any further and we'll be discovered."
Buried among the white dandelions, Charles felt utterly drained, the pain relentlessly tormenting his nerves.
But he didn't have time to worry about that now. The vibrations of footsteps and voices in the distance suggested a tense situation there.
"Bandages, don't overthink it. I've already told you, don't try to understand the monsters. Anything they do is to bewitch you, and I've answered all of your questions already, thoroughly."
