"Tch! Around..." Ankh's grip on Eiji remains firm. Now that he's finally found him, the man with the king's driver, the man he'd remembered following, he couldn't just let him go. He didn't want to. And he didn't tend to question impulses like that.

"You're going to help me find the rest of my Core Medals!" This is not a request. This is a demand. That's what this man is for, right?