[He's quiet for a long moment. Mikleo's always been emotional even though he's of a cooler temperament than Sorey. They're two halves of a whole. He can deal with Sorey being mad at him, or even Mikleo, but it's the grief that really gets him.

He never wanted anyone to grieve for him. He didn't think they would.]

... I didn't have anything else. [That sounds selfish. And it is.] I threw it all away for the sake of revenge. Memories, people, names... I'll probably never find them again.

[That's just how he is. He's all or nothing with every single thing that he does.]

What I still remembered was so important that I could never forget. It's as permanent as my lack of sight. And it kept me going.