He would have argued, most days. Right now, he had no energy, so he just leaned against him a little, letting his cheek rest against Wolfwood's hair. It took many more breaths before he managed to find any words.

"I had not... paid attention to the date. It's... Rem couldn't know, but it's the date when I destroyed JuLai. The date when my brother tried to erase who I am. To do that, he took me down my memories until we were very little, taking away everyone. In the end, he c-- he took off Rem's head. It - I never expected to hear her voice again." He was still not crying, too tense to do so, too deep in the chaos of it all. But his breathing was staggered, hard, the words almost disjointed in how hard they were to come out. "The last time I did, outside of that time... I was one year old. She took us to a lifepod, strapped us in, then remained behind, to save as many of the ships as she could. Anyone alive on this planet right now is here because of her. And I can't... I can't even be happy to know she's alive out there."

It should have occurred to him, perhaps. If Nai from before the Crash was here, why not Rem?