"I don't know," he admits helplessly, and he's saying that a lot lately, isn't he? At least, in the last short while he feels as if he's begun to know less than he ever has in his whole life.

Well.

"I --" he stops, hesitates, opens his mouth, stops again. How does he even explain this? "Something is happening to me, I think." It's cautious, as if he isn't entirely sure himself if what he's saying is right. "When you -- when I saw... what happened. I started to... remember things. At least, I think I am remembering. I think they are memories."

Good lord, he isn't even making any sense.