"Ah...ah, I apologize..." Sora lifted a hand as if to reach out and touch Hector's shoulder, but he withdrew his fingers and let his arm drop back down to his side. "In truth...I don't want to be forgotten either. But if being remembered only causes pain..."

He tipped his head back and closed his eyes, his shoulders tense.

"I just...want what's best for her. But it's been three years. I don't even know what that is anymore, and I'm terrified of breaking that fragile happiness again. "Maybe I'm just a fool. I never knew how to raise a little girl, but I knew I could do better than they did."

He looked at Hector for a moment. Then he did reach out, settling a cool and ghostly hand on his shoulder. "But if you know her now, then...may I ask you to make that decision based on your own judgment? If it won't hurt her, then just tell her I love her, and that I'll keep watching over her. Just...help her be happy."

He withdrew his hand, then bowed low at the waist. "And I hope you can reach your family too. I'm sure you'll see them again."