Anatoly couldn't help but hear shades of Lionel in Lex's tone and knew that explaining the island along with everything else was going to be a painful experience. If this was permanent.. but it wouldn't. It couldn't. He just had to get through this until Lex's memory returned.

"They are in the drawer over there however... however, I need to tell you something," Anatoly answered slowly. "You are not where you think you are. You are on an island called Tabula Rasa."