Focus. Push this memory away. Concentrate on what's real. We're floating through space right now. Can you feel it?

[While Clarus might not know this boy yet, he felt bad for most of those who were lost to their own memories. It was an unfortunate position to be in, and he was glad he hadn't been sucked into one of his own. Also... he truly was just a boy. So young and vulnerable. He didn't remind Clarus of anyone, the knight just felt compelled to want to help and protect him. Probably much like the pink-haired woman had.]

I'll get you safely to a ship, I promise.