There has to be. If they're not lost, but out of reach, there has to be some way. [his smile is distant.] I've touched far-away memories in others, so I must have the means to find my own.

[looking at her, his teeth flashing a little as his smile stretches.] Maybe even what my first name was, or what my parents looked like. They could be here.

[his expression startles with a thought that has him moving to his knees.]

But the people you know should be around here, too. We should look.