Instead of lifting his head to look at her, his gaze when to her hand, holding his. Before he could really think about it, he turned his hand in hers to squeeze hers tightly. "It wasn't just because of me," he said with a bit of self-deprecating humor in his voice, then looked up at her with a wry grin and a questioning raised eyebrow. "You really think I would've just stood back and done nothing when there were people in danger? I didn't need memories to know that it wasn't in me to stand back and do nothing."