Mayoi. Yes, okay. Okay. He's got his name. Things are starting to rush back to him, now. He lets out kind of a distressed wheeze as Leo comes to his side and tries to get to his feet with the other boy's help. It's kind of like helping a baby deer walk, though. He's not used to having legs again.

"This isn't want I meaaant by living in a nightmaaaare," he keens out on the verge of hysteria. "Tsukinaga-saaaaan, I do not like calamariiii..."

That is not at all an answer to Leo's question but at least he's capable of speech? That's probably a good thing.