"The first train? They come regularly then?" Nanashi didn't seem to be taking any notice of his surroundings though he was silently observing. It seemed to be a small town, though there were no vehicles to speak of; apart from the train.

A month though... a month was a long time. Had he been out of it a month? He knew he had been very injured, and a month would probably have been enough to let him heal. But... to have no memories, no consciousness at all...