[As a Living Library, it is Eliot's duty to memorize all forms of art and history... So of course, you better bet he went to memorize Genessia's unique artistic history and... a-and...

he's so confused.]

I-I don't understand. I watched the same play twice, but it was different both times? Why? Who did this?

[Remember his Living Library duties? That apparently includes riding every ride here. Gotta memorize the experiences that people find fun!

But does he really have to memorize the tea cup ride? Or water rides? Or that high ferris wheel with a terrifying (to Eliot) tippy top?

He's getting cold feet at every line.]

I'll be fine... If it's bad, then... [whimper,] This is what the pocketwatch is for.

[After the haunted house, Eliot was just done. Ashamed of how much he screamed and sad that those things scared him at all. As much as he wants to forget, he pauses to reconsider. With the pocketwatch in his hand, Eliot debates... Then concludes that even if he's ashamed, he's had so much fun with his friends. He doesn't want to risk forgetting that.

So it's a partial granting of his wish when someone bumps into him. Eliot releases the dial of his watch as he drops it, with the melody playing just loud enough for him to hear it. Instead of losing his memories, Eliot gains them all. And he loses the pocketwatch in the crowd.]

Dammit... Dammit, dammit! [Frantic, Eliot sets out to find it. Pushing and shoving, and obviously not behaving like his usual self.] Where is it..?! Did someone pick it up? Where's the lost and found?