[Gently, Ion shakes his head. He's still smiling, albeit in a much more subdued manner. His eyes fall to his lap.]

...do you remember? It was nearly a year ago now, but during the experiment where we all believed we had been born in Luceti, I told you about a dream I had. About a boy who had the same face as me.

[A boy he couldn't save...]

...that was Sync.