...I know. Even without his memory, he wouldn't have left for this long without telling me.

And I know there isn't anything I can say that will make this okay. I've lied to you for so long. I... Well. I wanted to be able to tell you these things with my own face and voice. More than anything. And I never wanted to leave it for this long.

But not here. Over the communicator. I'm coming home.