[Trying to negotiate Marianne's hope for Knightmares with everything else he knows now. Further trying to negotiate it with her feelings for him -- and later Nunnally -- which he had never thought to question until that day in Kamine. In times of more clarity, he had accepted that, in her own way -- a way not too different from that of her wayward son -- Marianne had done everything she could to make a better world for her family. The problem was that she too failed to understand that human element. But that she had loved them... he knew it to be true. As fiercely as he loves Nunnally. Yes, in her mania, Marianne had held as much hope as anyone, for those she loved, for even a world that she saw as suffering and lost.

He steps back, temporarily cool, overcome by the return of realizations and for once answers his not-so older sister with sincerity.]

... they make me remember.