"Of course I wanted to tell him. Of course I wanted to run to him, to show him everything. To watch as some form of recognition and light came into his eyes as he told me he knew exactly who I was. I wanted him to crack a decidedly unfunny joke. Or watch as he worked in the lab on some blood test or another. I wanted to watch his eyes glow faintly as he examined an injury before working to fix it. I want to sit next to him and hold his hand as he wakes up in the infirmary for the thousandth time after healing some injury, to fill him in on everything he missed in the days he lost. But I can't have that. I'll never have that again. As long as his memory's stay gone, I'll never have him back. It would be better for everyone if we were strangers again." - Zephyr, upon Mark's awakening in Interrogation Block IV.
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