[ His gaze snaps up when Cid tells him to look at him, confused at first and then the understanding dawns on him. And his own anger rises to match Cid's, searching his face for a moment before he answers. ]

I took your name because they were lost. They didn't have time to properly mourn you because Kupka came and tried to kill them all. You weren't there, I wasn't there, and when I came back without you, what else was I supposed to do? Tell them that Cid's legacy died with him? That inside of me was the only thing left of you, and they couldn't have it?

[ He takes a step back, turning once, and then again back to face Cid, raising his hands as if that will help him gather the thoughts scattering around his mind. ]

Bearers all around the world knew Cid as their savior. What happens when I tell those people their hope died defending me? It was Cid that put fear into the hearts of those who would discard people as tools. And that is the burden you left me, and that is the burden I made the choice to carry, and that is the burden I will gladly take to my grave. I've no more discarded my name than I've discarded my hands — but I cannot and will not allow yours to lay to rest at the foot of a broken mothercrystal. I carried it until the deed was done, and I am proud to have done so.