[What are they even talking about anymore? Memory? Philosophy? Everything? Does it matter, in the abstract?]

Better me than anyone else, if it comes to it.

[He finally shores up; his voice manages to sound focused. Bitter in that, but focused.]

I'll say it again, I don't understand why you would care. And I do remember now--

[Then he trails off, and for a moment it might seem like he's done. But he can't leave it there. Even with the history between them. Or especially.]

I'm--sorry. [Though he's not quite sure what he's apologizing for.]