It takes him a moment to process words, and then he nods with that vacant thousand yard stare still in place. Yes, he's struggling with his memory probably because corruption, but, "…I've had holes in it for… awhile."

Then he tries to think through the second question, his visible eye closing with a furrow of his brows. It's clear that he's trying hard, focusing hard on pulling himself back to the moment, to focus and not let the hollow void in his chest cavity win out. "I… I'm just trying not to… let it win."