Anteros hadn't regained all his memories, and was no longer actively trying to remember anything from his past life. he liked who he was, though he was still quite curious what kind of being or spell could affect his memories as such, but he no longer thought about it constantly. He had other things on his mind, and he was content with his life as it was.
He remembered his mother only as a sort of warm feeling, not specifics. It didn't matter. He loved her, and he felt her love for him. As he moved toward her, he felt the waves of emotion coming off her,a nd while the power sort of overwhelmed him, he didn't hold back.