He wonders if Sora really believes that. He wonders if Sora realizes how much it hurts to hear a thing like that spoken. Is it selfish? Is it so selfish to want to see his daughter again? Is it too much to ask to tell his wife he loves her? Imelda thought so. This man seems to think so too. Is he the fool here...?

"...I never knew my family as a kid," He starts, before he's even thought it through. "I don't know if they died or if they didn't want me or couldn't afford me or what. I don't remember. I never got a straight answer when I asked. Eventually I stopped asking. But I always... I kind of hoped they'd just... show up one day. Whoever they were. Say they're sorry. Take me home-- which I always still imagined being at my hometown, but I was never a smart kid. Here, I met a boy. Meddled too much and he's learned all about me. He told me about his family. His parents, his Tío. How happy he would be to hear from them again. And I've been hoping, dreaming, that maybe all that will apply to me too. That I still have somewhere to go..."

His arms go up, crossing over his chest. This hurts. This all hurts, all too close to home.

"...But maybe I'm just afraid. I don't want to be forgotten. Sometimes I feel like... if I can't hold on to this hope of her, if I don't see her again... I'm going to disappear." He suppresses something of a shiver. His eyes aren't anywhere close to the man above. "If you don't want to say something, that's fine. I can't tell you what's best. But I can't help wondering... isn't the worst part of death for everyone being cut away from all you loved? Do you really think she'd feel that differently?"