[ The thought of letting yet another into his dreams or memories - and a stranger, too! - twists his stomach. Enough, a part of him thinks. No more. What is to say this goddess or witch won't demand something in return for their service? Let him suffer his remaining time here until the Underworld finally calls him back. He will forget it all regardless when his soul finally breaks apart.

I have held on for this long already, he thinks tiredly. I can surely hold on a few more years. ]

I do not know your friend, [ he says in a low tone. ] If it is as simple as fighting the Archivist's avatar then it is surely something I can accomplish on my own. I refuse to allow another access to these memories. Particularly one with unknown powers. I will not repeat my mistake.