[Sometimes, you are just one of those dumb protagonists who are searching for their dad or mom because you have parental issues. And identity issues, too.

It's true, D's dad matters little now, though this fact is partially why D is such a steadfast Meridian. He wants answers? Killing the man is another can worms, but more than that... D wants answers. D wants to confront this man with the burning red eyes, and he can't do that when the worlds supposedly don't exist anymore.]

I don't know. [Honest.] I did not know her very well. We had been taken from her when we were young. I'm not sure I even remember her voice.

[He's not sure if he ever knew her face, but the portrait is there? Is that evidence of the face he thinks he remembers looking at him fondly?]

I have heard she was a kind woman, and that's what matters.

[To him, at least, he means.]