[ He'd wondered what had been bothering her still, unsure if it was just the strangeness of a new arrival or something more. Now, understanding flares across his expression and he gives her a sympathetic look. ]

Ah, that... It's a little more complicated than that. This place, when it brings us here, sometimes it pulls us from different times. Or sometimes things we remember don't quite add up as the same thing as someone else remembers. I heard someone here call them 'multiverses' and that's probably as accurate a term as you can get. Places where things happened just a little differently.

Which is probably what you'll find with all of us, to some extent. Me... I was brought here the morning before the battle at Gronder actually started, so I haven't fought it yet. Claude's from over a year past that, from the end of the war. Also, for some reason, we all remember the Professor a little differently. Which makes things really confusing, I know, but apparently the magic here likes having a variety I guess?

So no, I'm not mad at you, Marianne. I don't think I would have been mad at you even if I had experienced Gronder Field. I'm pretty sure most of us didn't want to be there at all - it was just a necessity, unfortunately.