[Piece by piece. Repairing little by little, the man before him puts together his memories. One key after another clicks into place. It's slow work, so far. But until that puzzle of memories is complete, he's sure Malik won't stop seeking.]

I never met your sister. Like I said, I didn't even know she was there until you told me, a couple of months ago. But you were protective of her, even if she's disobedient. In the end, I guess everything you do is really for them. You don't really think of yourself much at all, any more.