[She didn't remember his name? Then this version of Monika wasn't exactly her, but some kind of projection. It didn't make him feel any more at ease, but he was able to separate himself from the situation a little when he knew this wasn't really her, per se.]

I didn't know royalty liked to hang out in the dungeons. [He tried to stop his leg from bouncing, but was only somewhat successful. The chair beneath him squeaked.] This is more like your torture chamber than your throne room. What the hell happened to those girls you were stepping all over?

[Now that he had the chance to really look, he saw that one had been strangled with a noose, and another had her neck forcibly broken. The expression on her face was the worst. Jean had seen corpses that had had their necks or backs broken before, and he knew that wasn't normal.]