If my parents did, they never spoke of it. But I was always rather curious, and so I could not help but think about it and wonder what the truth really was. [ He smiles somewhat shyly. ] I seem to recall coming up with some wild tales, as difficult as that may be for you to believe.

[ He was youthful once, although still somewhat serious-minded. And truthfully, he would rather think back those times when things were simpler than they are now. ]

They told me that they had adopted me, and that my father was someone important, but not much more than that. [ He reasoned that either his father did not want the truth being told, or that his parents sought to protect him for one reason or another.

But he shrugs and goes on to say: ] You are quite correct that that is what truly matters. My parents cared for me, and I did the same for them. [ And that is why he sincerely wishes to see their home restored, and in that way, he might continue to honor their memories.

He smiles once again when she guides his hand further into her hair, and encouraged by her action, he strokes it slowly, feeling himself grow calmer as he does. ]