[If he were anyone else he'd have stared into the middle distance. Here he goes. At least this time it will be...slightly less awkward.]

This place connects to all timelines and realities. My mother is a Galra, one of their order. This is her blade.

[He puts his knife away and starts walking away from the memorial. He really hopes Hunk didn't catch the sickness. He'll explain it soon but, he covers his mouth and coughs.]

From my point in time, I've been with the Blades figuring out things only they can teach me.