He glanced at Sora as the doctor walked out, then shrugged. They’d tell him when they told him, he supposed. Until then, all he could really do was answer the Officer’s questions and hope he wouldn’t give too much away. He could hear Officer Boat reassuring Sora that, “Yes, we can. That is our job,” but most of his attention was on Officer Fisher.
The officer took out a notebook and smiled at Ienzo. “So, the doctor told me your name is Ienzo-do you have a last name, though?”
Ienzo blinked, then shook his head. “Sorry…I don’t know. I…I can’t remember.” A small white lie, but Ienzo still felt a pang of guilt for saying it. Still, it would keep both him and Sora safe. As Officer Boat asked Sora a similar question, Ienzo gave Officer Fisher a worried look. “Is that a problem?”
"I don’t believe so, though that is worrying." The officer began writing, then looked up again. "It means that you may have damage to your head of some sort that has altered your memory." He glanced at Sora, then sighed. "But if there are holes in your memories, your friend might be able to help you out."
“Good.” It was short and sweet, though Sora meant it…sort of. He had the sneaking suspicion — more than a suspicion by now, really — that these cops weren’t going to help at all, except by maybe getting Ienzo out of this place, or at least getting someone other than Sora responsible for him. He didn’t think living in the park was gonna be too beneficial for someone with a healing back.
He tried quite hard not to tense up when Boat asked him his name, keeping his face open and his hands loose at his sides only thanks to years of practice. "I have one, but it would be unwise to tell you. My family will not wish to hear of my involvement." More like he didn’t want his family to hear of his involvement, but simply rearranging the truth wasn’t a lie, now was it?
Sora looked up…and up…and up, but stared Officer Boat in the face as best he could, letting his gaze slide to Ienzo briefly in a careful study of concern. He knew how these cops were trained to read body language, and he wasn’t about to let himself slip. He had to make use of all of his acting skills. "But you find the ones who hurt him, yes? To throw someone out of a car is beyond wrong; they should be punished."
Make it believable, Sora…just do that, and don’t contradict yourself…
Officer Boat nodded slightly and wrote in his own notebook as Sora spoke. “That is fine. We will not inform them of your involvement should you change your mind, though.” He blinked at the mention of a car, then glanced at Officer Fisher. “He claims that Ienzo was thrown out of a car.”
The other officer blinked, then looked at Ienzo.”Do you remember anything like that?”
"Not…really. I remember falling, and a loud sound as I landed, but that’s about it about what was done to me." He paused, debating, then added, "I can remember a face, however."
"Can you describe it?"
Ienzo quietly described Xehanort, trying not to let his voice tremble. Even though the other angel was far, far away, and even though he’d deserved the Fall, he couldn’t help but be afraid of what would happen should they meet again. Officer Fisher, for his part, just wrote, then asked Officer Boat to relay the description in hopes Sora had seen the man.
A futile hope, really, but it was all Ienzo could offer.