I can take care of myself fine. ...But... I'm sorry I left, for her sake. I didn't want that to happen, believe me. [In fact, talk of her is making him feel anxious to see her. There's some shuffling noises as he's getting up.]

...and I'm entirely sure. You don't remember, because that was a cycle previous to the one you know of. [He's gathered this much already, from what others are saying.] It was the nature of the war, for our memories to be erased before each cycle.