I want to know the people who protected her when I couldn't, who somehow made her smile. [He owed gratitude to every one of them, even if he wasn't sure how he would even express it or if they would even want it. Like Mithos, would they all not take it well that he had more time with her, that when he goes back home he will have more time?

He knows it would be almost unbearable, hearing that.]

I could ask you the same thing, you were the one who asked if I knew her. There's things I know about her that I'm sure you would want to know... Or you want me gone simply because I do know her. I can't think for you.

So the better question is what do you want from me, that's what you should be asking. [Even if he's asked the question may times, from so many different people. Even if the frustration made him crumple and want to turn the world away.]