"Uhm... Of course, of course. I think I suffered a mild concussion yesterday hence causing me to forget who you are. Kindly, enlighten me good sir." Silver politely replied. 'Who the hell is this damned bastard?'
'Concussion, my ass. A violet stage adventurer having a concussion? Am I an idiot to you?' Z cursed deep inside. "Oh, of course. 90 years ago. A child. A token. A letter." Z said hinting the events that transpired before.
As if having an epiphany, Silver produced a look of shock and wonder. "What? That kid died..." Silver said having regained his composure. In his mind, it is impossible for someone to survive an attack of an indigo stage adventurer as a green stage one no matter who they are talking about.
"Well, apparently he did not." Z said while smiling. "It is quite risky of me to say this, but I assume that all conversation happening inside the office of the president is private, isn't it so?"