"My memories?" James eyebrows raise because it is slowly becoming more obvious to James that it's Davin's memories that are on the fritz. Still with a sigh, he answers the question. "I am James Thornton. You are Davin Kavanagh. I know who we are, thanks."

He shakes his head. "But I don't understand why you keep referring to me as Prince. And you....don't seem to care at all that we are trapped in some strange place." He gives Davin a grave look and then starts to pace, trying to think his way through this mess. "Something has happened to you. I don't know what. Tell me what you know about me."