[Ingo lets Emmet press a little closer. After a moment's consideration - clearly, a deliberate action - he leans into the Zoroark a little as well.]

...that is something I have often wondered about. If I am the same person as before, or not. Everything felt so strange immediately upon my arrival, and for some time after. I could not say if my personality was something innate or not. It seemed as though it might easily go either way.

[Everyone was very kind to him, while he was still out of it. Maybe he just learned to be kind and try to look after others from them. Maybe it's only natural that he would become a Warden, when that sort of duty and care is what he had first been shown.]

I never imagined that it might happen like this. After the first few years, I knew that even if anyone was out there looking for me, they must not have known where I was. So I always thought - I would never meet someone from the past again, unless I had remembered enough on my own to find them myself. If I'd done that, there would not be any problems.

[Yes, yes, it isn't his fault and all that. Ingo is still frustrated with his own inability.]