"Why are you so afraid?"
"Pardon?" Nathan tilted his head in confusion. "Afraid? Afraid of what? Well, I'm certainly scared because I have to face Yog-Sothoth or Azathoth, but it can't be helped, right?"
Even Fenrir and the others agreed with him. It was normal to be scared when they had to face such a powerful being.
Xolotl, on the other hand, shook his head. "I'm not talking about that kind of fear."
"No?" Nathan recalled everything else, wondering if there was something that made him afraid. "What am I afraid of? The Death Society? While it's true that they are scary, I don't think I fear them."
Xolotl pointed to his heart. "I'm talking about your family."
"My family?" Nathan felt something was wrong. "What family?"
"Your family in this world as well as your family on Earth. As you probably already know, I have received a portion of your memory. Although mostly memories of your life here, I still know what kind of person you were before coming to this world."
