Ankh is not sure where he is, how he got here, or where he even was before he got here. He didn't recognise the place where he woke up, and he doesn't know how he woke up, since his medal broke and he's pretty sure shouldn't even have a consciousness right now, much less a body. And that... well, anything surrounding that is hazier than he'd like. Memory loss on top of everything else. This is a great day.

And now there's someone who wants him to do something, because of course a stranger is going to ask for favors. Maybe that's why he's alive (if "alive" is the word; last he checked, it wasn't). Maybe this person, or someone related, is responsible for keeping him around when he should have been destroyed. He really has nothing but questions here.

"...My name is Ankh."

But clearly that was the important part.