His name caught his attention and he turned. To see him. Aindreas. His brother. Not his brother but those memories are there, beside his own. A younger brother, someone to protect, someone he cared for.

Someone picking up rubble as a whip cracks.

"Leave him alone." His eyes blazed as he marched over, glaring at the demon. Protective senses taking over, it didn't matter if he wasn't his brother at all. If Suzaku actually had no idea who he was, not even his real name.

He wasn't going to let him be hurt.